i just ate an unreasonable amount of muffins from the gingerbread construction co.,
and it was delicious.
they make the greatest muffins you've ever had in your life,
end of story.

it's cold out tonight;
freezing.
i'm far to suspicious;
untrusting.
my priorities are fucked;
but are they really?

i need to sleep some before work.
i'm gonna try to set it up so i can leave before the 22nd because this job sucks,
so i should be there early and rested tonight to talk with my boss.
i'll need to find a new job pretty soon after i quit this one though,
not looking forward to that.
i'm not a huge fan of jobs as they exist today.
but i need the cash,
so i guess i'll just have to suck it up.

"if you ain't got the do-re-mi..."