burgers hambled, arbystyle

i desperately want and crave a burger but it is 10:17pm and i have zero clean cookware!! this is not girlcool!! this is homelivingfailure!!

honestly, thank god the callout doc was stupid

i didn't have a preference on where i sat until recently, and now i know that i specifically can not withstand a window seat by the wing. that's a me thing, though, and my OCD isn't someone else's responsibility, so if they want the window open, we can either trade or I can look away (no I can't. But i can try). it's never been an issue before, though; usually i get seated by the older kids from families traveling or by, specifically, graphic designers for engineering companies? and the former could give half a shit, and the latter is usually working on something on gheir laptop. so im fine with my book of puzzles and my sketchbook, and I'll hand kids' toys back to them if they end up by my feet, and so on. if my brother is seated in front of or behind me and his phone's dead, I'll give him paper, who cares