Sometimes I drink my tea like I’m a robot while singing in my head “domo arragato mister roboto” because it’s fun and sometimes you need to do that to keep your brain from flatlining while at work.
Also the fingers of my right hand smell like onions.
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Oddly enough, as I was reading this post, the “playlist of every MP3 on this PC” served up Mister Roboto.
Weird.
It’s kismet!