Do I ruin everything? Do I?

I think the answer may be yes.

Taking a spur of the moment shower, hastily, I slipped and my ribs landed directly on the side of the tub. I thought I might die and had to lay in the tub for a bit, unable to move, the shower water continuing to fall on me. After a few minutes of deep breaths and blurry vision I knew I'd make it through.

Anyway. So here I am. Damp hair and feeling like shit 'cause I don't know how to interact correctly with people.

Wah wah wah.

IF JOHN MAYER WERE HERE HE WOULD CALL THIS MY QUARTER LIFE CRISIS.





Oh, but the best part of the shower that I forgot until this morning was that it was so hasty I forgot a towel, and so I went down the hallway to my room stark naked, past a living room with sleeping boys on all the couches. HEYWASSUPI'MYOURNEWROOMIE!!!