I'm fussy. I don't know why.
I got up early, took a busy bus to another side of the city, had an appointment with a nutritionist, came back to town for some groceries and supplements, came home, cooked munch (my culinary science, was it good though), cleaned the kitchen, had an appointment with a surveyor, took out recycling, cleaned the trash, had snacc, jump in the bath, sat to read cute manga, listened to music, and now writing to my pocket frendos.
It's been a good day. So why do I feel petulant?