Broken Glass

I guess I knew enough about statistics to know that it’s going to happen to me at some point.  But somehow knowing is not the same as experiencing.  I spent the whole afternoon happily working on such a fantastic project, only to break the glass on the 2nd to last step.  Grrr…. 

Time for a large glass of wine.

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