oh, bother.
a glass of guava kumquat juice just spilled all over my legs/carpet. this was not my glass of guava kumquat juice. i'm hungry and now my room smells like guava kumquat high fructose shit. and i'm so very sick of the obliviousness and vanity that i have to put up with in this house FUCK. i think i may need some alone time? or maybe just a really good sandwich. accompanied by a honey crisp apple. whichever comes first.