smashing

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so beaver broke his official tea mug this morning. while in the process of cooking me breakfast. which meant I had to finish cooking my breakfast while he cleaned up the mess, and i narrowly avoided getting boiling hot tea all over my leg.

it was one of my favourite mugs too. one i've had since i was young. it had a partner, but my cat Mitzi broke that one years ago. the mug was brown, hand made pottery, with a cats face on the front. the one Mitz smashed had a smiling cat, the one beaver broke had a confused cat. i forget where they came from.

so I have bought beaver a new mug to drink tea out of, since he's not getting his hands on any of mine. Its got a white inside, which is a shame, as that means i'll have to clean it more often, but it is kinda funky. it has tweety pie on it.

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I'm never very good at that. If I had it when I wasnine, then even though I will never, ever where it again, it means so much more.

*is pathetic* I'll have to do some clearing out soon though, I guess. I have WAY too much stuff.