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Exploding lemonade

Hello. I’m on my lunch break at my first day of coding bootcamp. Not much to report yet.

I had a good morning. I'm happy to have prepared enough to get a mile run in before a shortened version of my morning routine.

There are these bags of lemonade in our fridge. They’re from ellena’s coworker’s kid. These thin plastic bags tend to explode and spill their contents onto everything else nearby. Making breakfast, noticing exploded lemonade coating everything at the latest possible moment, I am proud of how I kept my cool. Working swiftly, sopping up lemonade in the fridge drawer while frying an egg for ellena’s breakfast. I still managed to get on the train and to campus on time. Feels good man.

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