So it turns out loud eating is one of my biggest pet peeves.
I swear I am going to have a bloody aneurysm before all is said and done.

I can't believe I just spent fifteen minutes trying to figure out how to spell "icicle".

-_-

You know...despite me tendency towards the negative...

It really isn't all so bad.
Just so much to do...so little time.
It is far too easy to become overwhelmed...to be needlessly lost on things that never will matter.