Even the security guard out front of the school who called me weird for loving fog can throw a fucking wrench into my day.
I love the fog damn it. The thicker the better!
And a vanilla latte too!! Yummmmmm.
(the joy that is vanilla was introduced to me by adorable glockgal)
And "Cry Me A River" on repeat. Could it get any better?
It probably could but this'll do until something better comes along.