It’s just been one of those days, where the minute I stepped out of my apartment, I dropped my thermos cup filled with soymilk. I proceeded to stand there, glazed eyed, as a milky, white geyser exploded. Then I closed my car door in such a way as to get my bangs trapped in it. My tongue got all tied up as I commanded, "Take out your paypels and penshils". On my way to lunch I got the living daylights scared out of me by a squirrel scrambling out of the bushes. And now I see dried soymilk spots dotting my black skirt.
Just one of those days.
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