kitchen | Poorly Drawn Bees

5:42 PM: Let’s make some food and then get this thing started!

5:46 PM: Don’t give up! I can do this!

6:20 PM: Okay, I should probably start now.

6:43 PM: Not sure why that goat attacked me just now but here I am.

6:59 PM: There is visible sign of progress in the kitchen. A service will soon be held for those who were lost.

7:11 PM: I’ve finally stopped crying enough to resuming packing the pots and pans.

7:27 PM: Having one’s nether regions transported to the netherworld is a bit disconcerting at first, but I’m over it now.

7:40 PM: Oh hey, stickers!

7:53 PM: The clouds are beginning to thicken. Pretty annoying that this had to happen inside of my apartment.

7:58 PM: I think I’ve gotten enough scars for the time being. Coffee break!

8:07 PM: Their ghosts still haunt me. I offer the stickers. They weep. I weep.

8:25 PM: I think that’s enough for tonight.

8:57 PM: Yeah, that’s enough for tonight.

– A variety of roles depending on the scene I need to act out.

– A variety of rolls depending on how large they’re baked.

– The chicken suit I’ll be wearing at my next job if anyone finds out these are the “notes” I’ve been taking during meetings.

– Something sexier if you’d like.

– The urge to write “Your mom” in all caps is very strong. Apparently I’m still 14 and this sort of thing is funny.

– Large freezers, but let’s not try this one out okay?

– Photos that taken from at least several feet away.

– Footwear in my size.

– Public ball pits, although nobody will let me.

– The confines of society. Well, long enough to excel at a job interview anyway.

I gotta fill up the rest of our fridge door. Hmmm . . .

Poorly Drawn Bees