Sunday, June 23, 2013
But now it's Sunday night, and I am staring at a sippy cup someone left on the coffee table wondering if it's half full or half empty, or if it simply contains 50% of its capacity. Tomorrow is another day, and all that.
See also: why the fuck am I the only one who picks up the dirty sippy cups anyway?
Posted by Petunia Face at 9:56 PM