I want you to know that I was all set to write a really awful, terrible comment, and I was walking to the sink viciously gloating about said comment, and then the universe preemptively punished me by having me trip and stab a wall with a fork, before the fork spun off and covered the ground in lemon cream.
I could just not tell you, but no, I'll take my L and admit my mistakes.
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I could just not tell you, but no, I'll take my L and admit my mistakes.