Day four hundred
fifty-six
February 2, 2014: So I was
washing my hands just now and the soap dispenser is getting pretty low on soap.
I was pumping it rapidly, basically smashing the head down. I cupped my hand
underneath the nozzle, awaiting the few drips of soap I was sure was all I was going
to get. Suddenly, a large glob of soap shot out of the dispenser and flew
forward, perfectly parallel to the ground. I am not sure how long it would have
continued its horizontal trajectory, for it smacked into the front of my dress.
And that concludes the most exciting thing that happened to me all day.
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