It's 9am and there's a cookie in my mouth.

I don't really know how I even began it, but somehow I'm enjoying coffee and the ginger molasses cookie I bought yesterday.  For breakfast.  :/  Whoops.  

In other news, sometimes I'm a crazy psychotic beezy.  Sorry about the strawberries Beau.  :/

Again, that face.  Yes.  The "shrug".  And now, back to my previously programmed 50 hour week.

[Miss me much, and these odd episodes?]