yesterday i worked at the bakery and spent most of my time either on the phone telling people that yes, we do in fact close at 9pm, or, no, im not going to save the last gluten free chocolate/raspberry cupcake for you and no, i wont keep the store open late. i dont care how infrequently you get vegan food or how far away you live or that your mother thinks you should eat meat anyway and that this 'phase' youre going through will be over in a month. i also like the people that heckle you to your face and try to make jokes about your gear when CLEARLY their crust-punk bike related tattoos were a poorly thought out, drunken, just got paid from doin a medical study, idea. and yes, i will stick my finger in your food and not feel bad about it. ever.
this is for the hecklers. if you have dreams about teeth it means youre vain.
how can you not be excited about the next for years when we have candidates that are just like the current jefe;
i guess i kind of have to, you know, with the olympics and all:
i hope all our athletes stay safe. theres weird stuff in china.
maybe they need classes;
now just cuhhhraaaazy stuff; everyone knows lightnings neat ......<- seriously click that link.
this stuff is krpy/awesome;
way fresh
tiger head;
im having a lot of trouble believing that this is possible;
or this for that matter(get it?!, matter?!);
i still have no idea what this site is for, but i like it.
this is incredible. im going running now.
buen-chan-a-yo
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