and ultimate purpose in life:
to make a cake out of pop tarts. or maybe even, a pie.
boy, i hate you. i can think of nothing but pop tarts…and pop tart-related items.
damn you to hell!
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i think, actually, the only babies i tolerate are spectacularly deformed babies. you know, the babies that are conjoined or with extra limbs or even better: flippers!!! i’m totally all about the flipper babies, actually.
this should be further proof that i should never, never ever breed because i would either a.) do everything in my power to have a spawnling of insanely awesome freak-show quality deformity or b.) eat it when it turns out to not have a unicorn-style horn or a third limb.
never, ever breed.
but things born with two heads kick ass.
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ay dios i am going so blind it’s not even funny. i can’t remember the last time my eyes were this bad but right now it’s really fucking bad.
and i’m totally not able to do anything about it for at least a month or so. fuckies. so…i shall squint and strain and hope my eyemeats don’t just burn out of my head or something.
in other news, however, it is fucking fantastically gorgeous outside. so lovely & spiffy. and i totally bought a wok today and am going to make teh drunken noodles version 2.0 totally revamped.
wooo.
you know, that is, assuming i can actually see to cook.
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laid back
with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind
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and then i’m free from job #1 and all the horrible, restricting jackassery that is associated with it. and for that i am thankful. never again will i be trapped in the ventillation-free vault that is bookprint. never again will i suffer the anal-rapage of the mailroom. never again will i have to endure nonstop scanning sessions in PRISM. never.again. fuck yes. tomorrow is my last day and i couldn’t be more thrilled.
and then i go all the way to southeastern bumfuckville and pickup my baby.
and then i head out on the open road and try to make it back to allston rock city with gravy & scooter in tow all in one piece.
daunting, man.
there are about a million and one things that can go wrong, and you fucking know that i’ve been obsessing about each and every last one of them nonstop since i first considered taking on this endeavor. cuz like, that’s what i do.
but i’m excited. and by this time next week i’ll be on the open road.
with my mind on my money
and my money on my mind
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before i forget — though i didn’t really forget — my faithy made it all the way to the MI in one piece. thank you baby jebus & your pet cow.
seriously.
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jellies & penguins.
despite the filthy spawnlings running everywhere, it is awesome.
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