#at this very moment my pc monitor is perched atop a toolbox full of unused syringes

[earthdeep]

parents most of the way through this little cardboard keg thing of red wine, like it's a box with a tap connected to an inner bladder

anyway, for whatever reason they have removed the plastic bag from its shell, and I swear to god I wandered into the living room and thought they'd left a blood bag sitting out

note that my first instinct was not to question the presence of a blood bag in our house, but instead to be beleaguered at them leaving medical supplies out in the open when they should clearly be refrigerated.

I think maybe my brain is on its last legs rn...