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What a day, what a day. In clothing, I cut myself with a scissors. Not intentionally, so no worries there. It was bleeding for ten minutes and now there's just a little red mark there. And while I was pressing something and rather preoccupied with my life's blood seeping from the wound, I burnt my finger.
These are surely portents of DOOM.
These are surely portents of DOOM.