mythopoeics

I love Sunday's. Work isn't open so I get to spend the whole day being lazy and doing whatever I like. I know it's funny, 'cause I work at a bakery, but today I'm spending my day trying out some new recipes from work so I can get them perfect.

First, I've made some Nutella waffle cookies. And for dinner tonight, I'll be making banana-strawberry-Nutella crepes, 'cause I think it's time to try something different than pancakes for a fun and special dinner.

If anyone wants some let me know, they're super-easy to make so I made tons.

Fine, I'm alive. Happy? Yeah, I don't give a fuck.


Touch my ribs again and I'm shooting you.

Maddening, I have a favour to ask of you and you know how I fucking love being in your debt~

I am thinking of changing my cellphone number. Perhaps it would be best for all to call me either at home or at the office?

I got a phone call from my father. My mother broke her leg while they were on holiday in Australia. She'll be in hospital for a few more days but it delays their return home for at least six weeks.

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Of course I'm worried about her but - they waited four days before telling me. I know I wasn't an afterthought, if I was their only thought but I miss my mother (I miss Iseult of Ireland).