You know that thing when you pack yourself a lunch for (work|school) and you think you’re pretty fucking smart because it means you won’t have to pay for food at the mall or whatever? And then you forget, and go buy yourself a meal at the mall anyway, while your lovingly created home-made tupperwared fare sits in the fridge?
Well, I never do that. No siree bob. Never. Nuh uh.
In unrelated news, I’m an idiot.
