Ree’s musings

Mourn with me, readers, for my lost superpower that was not all that super. Keen in the absence of a treasured ability. Wail, but know that this too shall pass; I shall not be weak forever.

Yeah, so I'm trying to say that I cut my thumbnail too short and now I can't open soda cans. The horror! you know.

It's probably overkill to take a can opener to a pop-top lid. Right?

But it was blocking me from caffeination and I have a zero tolerance policy on that particular crime. The expression I am wearing right now as I carefully sip from my maimed can? Pure smugness. I am win.

In weird ways, but it's still win.