“what the- shouldn’t this just glide in!”

power outlet was acting funny 

{ blindly digging through my bag, naming things as i feel them}

“bandana, camera, pencil, chain mail, usb flashdri-!CHAIN MAiL! LMAO”

(as I longboard all cool down the street with my fencing gear in a massive bag, looking extra manly, chin up- i see a little black kitten)

{i screams} “KITTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!”

neighbors shake their heads