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This morning I picked up my newspaper outside my front door and it looked strangely familiar. I opened it further and checked the date...and it was yesterday's paper. Thing is, I had picked up my paper yesterday morning.

Ever see Groundhog Day?

So I tried to figure out what I'd do differently on this version of today so I could get past it and get to tomorrow. I decided against going straight to the "jumping in front of a bus" part, just in case, you know?

So I went over my Monday: go to work, go to Barnes & Noble and Best Buy after work, go home, feed the kitties, play some Guitar Hero, play some Katamari Damacy, watch part of a movie, go to bed.

Hmm. Maybe it could use some adjustment after all.

I went to work - I figured that'd probably still be a good idea - but then I decided to "mix it up" a little bit. What I did, see, was get a nosebleed at work and get blood all over my shirt.

It was right about then that I discovered that today was, in fact, Tuesday, and I was scheduled to give a presentation about computers in a class this morning.

Luckily the Media Specialist (new fancy word for "librarian") had some Shout wipes and I was able to get most of the blood out of my shirt. Of course, then I had large wet spots on my shirt, but what can you do? Which is worse in front of a class of high schoolers, anyway? Blood or wet spots? Blood might earn me some "street cred" (as long as I don't mention it came from my own nose), or it might get me quarantined. Wet spots will most likely get me laughed at.

Lucky for me the students opted for Option C: boredom. I guess the insides of a computer aren't really all that interesting to most folks. Maybe when I relive this day tomorrow, I'll put something in there that's more exciting - candy or snakes or something.

The rest of the day was actually fairly similar to Monday - I went to Barnes & Noble again, I went to Best Buy again (Chronicles of Narnia came out today, so I was required), I fed the kitties again, and I played Guitar Hero again.

Maybe I was so easily tricked into thinking it was the same day because all my days are so similar anyway.