Work sucks. Well not exactly sucks, it's just that, considering how little importance there is to anything that occurs in that building, there's a whole lot of what amounts to high-school-style drama going on. That and everyone knows everything about your personal life. But I always get the days I want off because my supervisor and my boyfriend are good friends, so I suppose there's that as the bright side of things.
Speaking of which, it's been a month and a half and we're still that annoying couple that holds hands everywhere and ignores the fact that the universe is nauseated by our very presence, so I guess that's an accomplishment.
Never thought that would be me.
...I really didn't see that one coming.
I've been looking into culinary schools in the city (I have so far contacted three). I'm seriously considering putting string theory on hold and studying pastry arts for a while. I miss cooking. I want to make gigantic, ridiculous, elaborately decorated cakes. And then, once everybody is thoroughly impressed, I will go on to unify physics. I will write out long, complicated mathematical equations in royal icing. It'll be fantastic.
I think I've cracked.
- Idiot Prayer:weird
- Song to No One:"Halfway To Crazy"- The Jesus and Mary Chain