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Man I'm so bummed. I had that thing for less than three months. It was beautiful.
Usually, I would use this experience to justify going out and buying an expensive, more beautiful replacement. I'm spoiled, remember? I did think about it. After all, if I can't buy single-serve water, how will I survive all day?
I lamented to my step-mom about my situation. She produced a steel water bottle that she never uses. It's nowhere near as sexy as my old one, but it works.
The spoiled brat in me is throwing a fit.
The scientist in me (the one that is conducting this experiment) is quite pleased with my ability to swallow my pride and use a second-hand water bottle.
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