i get to see shooting stars when i drive to work. No, really.

On Wednesday I stared my new bakery job at SuperOne...which is pretty much the same as my bakery job was at Hornbachers this summer.
The donut fryer plays a splendid selection of 70's and 80's music and says fuck a lot and if I want to stuff a danish in my mouth I can, in fact, it was insisted upon today that I eat some raspberry donut balls. The only downside of this is that I have to work from 4 in the morning until 10, and then do a full day of school. Its been a little hard because my body doesn't understand that I need to be sleeping by 9pm. Instead it likes to wait until..oh...midnight or so.

In other news, I would like to point out that 21 is like the gift that keeps giving and I recommend it to everyone.

And.

Zach got a job at the cute little Panini Grill downtown and he looks adorable in the red apron.