Amanda Failure Princess

if you ask me, there is definitely use crying over spilt milk. first of all, it’s fucking frustrating when you have put any effort into something, even lifting and pouring a carton, and it all comes crashing down. secondly, in these modern times of high regard for health, who is to say the milk in question is not some kind of non-dairy, alternative milk such as soy or rice milk, or even almond milk! these milks are expensive as hell and i for one would not be pleased with the waste of what would essentially be about eight ounces of my hard-earned cash. and finally, there is just something really emotionally stirring about the spill itself. how poignant to be standing there, unremarkable, dumbfounded, as the rich, white rivers race across your kitchen table, arriving to the floor in the manner of which these things most often do: beyond your control, without your permission.