so by no means is this a serious post, but fuck i'm so confused. yesterday i dragged myself to the store instead of ordering groceries for delivery like i usually do. fuck it! fresh air does the body some good and it's finally starting to get warm after months of gross grey slush

unless anyone cares to hear about the specifics of my shopping list (hummus? hello?) i'll sum it up. i got one of those jumbo packs of paper towels because i'm a messy bitch and it's always convenient to have around

should last me a while, right?

au contraire!

i woke up this morning and i literally have no idea what happened to all but one of those ten rolls. i have a nasty habit of mixing booze and xanax so i'm no stranger to doing nonsensical shit, but this is baffling on a whole other level

i mean, where did it all go? i don't think inanimate objects can run away. i can't even find the cardboard tubes, so no pretend telescopes for me

a solemn but obligatory chairs! how is your sunday going so far?