My friend Justin and I rode our bikes to Diego's for a much needed finals break. I got some cinnamon-y horchata. And then I proceeded to somehow toss my glass up into the air. Horchata in my hair, on the table and floor, on my cell phone, and a thoroughly soaked sweater and jeans. I know, I'm pretty classy. But it looked pretty awesome as it was flying up into the air. Now I've washed off the sticky, but I keep giggling when I smell my cinnamon hands. Yum.