My winter-break job is excellent. Other than constantly being surrounded by sugary goodness, the best part is talking to the random people who wander in.
Toasted Teen #1:Blank Stare. 2 minutes later. I’ll have 3 Cookie Monster cupcakes Toasted Teen #2: Yeaaa I’ll have a half-dozen peanut-butter filled. *giggles* Me: OK, are you saving these? (we have a special chilling process for the cupcakes that are being kept overnight) Toasted Teen #1: Nooooo. We’ll be eating all these…right away. *giggles*
Aw. Nothing says “I’ve got the munchies” quite like a half-dozen gourmet cupcakes.
When I was younger I was in love obsessed with Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen. To this day I make my roommates watch the cheesy “grown-up” videos they produced (When in Rome! Passport to Paris!) rationalizing that since they have an interest in the opposite sex, they must be around our age (give or take 9 years.)
So around Christmastime I would play Mary-Kate and Ashley’s Detective Series: Case of the Christmas Caper on repeat, and this song from the movie pretty much describes my sentiments surrounding winter break:
Now, replace “cookies to bake” with “pack a semester’s worth of clothes in one suitcase” and “carols to sing” with “work 30 hours a week and apply for 1,000,000 summer internships before studying abroad,” that pretty much sums up my life.
I’m pretty sure my to-do list has more items than John Stamos has hair follicles.
“ Pickles is my thing. And the boys always stare at me eating pickles because they’re f**kin’ perverts.
Nicole AKA “Snooki” of The Jersey Shore (as she sucks the life-force out of a pickle.)
(via dirtylittlestylewhore) Now that finals are all over I have the intense urge to do nothing productive. I have spent the day watching 90210 with the roomies, eating Big Mouth’s, and Skyping. Then I felt compelled to online shop and bought a pair of boots (see above.)
Never mind that I need to pack my entire apartment before my ride comes tomorrow morning. It is currently 2:30 AM and I have not packed a single thing. It’s fine.
I apologize for the photo delay. Too much finals studying downloading Entourage and various mash-ups/daydreaming about Paris/hibernating with my blanket, computer, and many cups of tea right now.
I recently received the joyous news that I will be working at Molly’s Cupcakesover winter break. Basically, my dreams have been realized. One of their flavors is The Cookee Monster, which is “vanilla chocolate-chip cake with buttercream frosting and a raw cookie dough center.” Omg. This beats selling $98 earmuffs at J. Crew any day.
