curses!

you know that last bite of food from your meal, waiting to be savored ever-so-slowly? that last bite that is a combination of everything that was on your plate as an immediate reminder of how tastetastic your meal was? yeah, you know what i'm talkin about.

well, i just dropped mine. from my fork to the collar on my white shirt, to the boob-catch area of my white shirt, to my grey jeans, to the floor.
it was pasta.
so not only did i miss out on the last bite, but now i look like i'm in 2nd grade.

and i wonder why i'm single.