Got a new temp assignment that I'm going to start Monday-ish. Receptionisting, data entering, etc. Not sure how long it's going to last, but it's money. That's the important thing.
D and I are at this coffee shop currently, and while I got my usual Earl Grey tea, he got 
something called a Monkey Stomp. The guy behind the counter said it was created by a customer, and it consists of 4 espresso shots and 4 shots of thick chocolate, with whipped. . .milk, I guess. It's called a Monkey Stomp (again, according to guy behind the counter) because it makes it feel like Donkey Kong is jumping up and down on your head. Why this is something you'd want to experience, I'm not sure, but it actually is pretty tasty. The best part about it, though, is the drawing of the monkey in the milky froth stuff.
something called a Monkey Stomp. The guy behind the counter said it was created by a customer, and it consists of 4 espresso shots and 4 shots of thick chocolate, with whipped. . .milk, I guess. It's called a Monkey Stomp (again, according to guy behind the counter) because it makes it feel like Donkey Kong is jumping up and down on your head. Why this is something you'd want to experience, I'm not sure, but it actually is pretty tasty. The best part about it, though, is the drawing of the monkey in the milky froth stuff.So my new career choice is something involving food. I'd gone to check out a culinary school around here recently, but I'm thinking that adding $50k to my debt is not so much something I want to do at this point in time. But you know, if I don't want to work for a restaurant, it wouldn't be that hard to get started via word of mouth. (Note: I don't mean it would be easy at all, but I'm saying it would be easier to do that than to go to a restaurant and be like, "Hey, hire me. I'm awesome."
D suggested I do something bake-y. Like. . .selling bake type foods. I got several (random) cookie cutters I bought off of Cousin C at her yard sale, so cookies could be a thing. Plus, bread, cakes, pies. . .all that. I think that w
ould be fun. . .plus, it's something I legitimately like doing, whereas I'm kind of not thrilled about the idea of all things literary and editorial at the moment. I have no inspiration, no real desire to do any of the things I've been doing for the last. . .lifetime anymore, so maybe it's just time to try something new. I'm going to have to figure out how to even get started doing something like that, but I can figure all that out while I'm working at this new place.
ould be fun. . .plus, it's something I legitimately like doing, whereas I'm kind of not thrilled about the idea of all things literary and editorial at the moment. I have no inspiration, no real desire to do any of the things I've been doing for the last. . .lifetime anymore, so maybe it's just time to try something new. I'm going to have to figure out how to even get started doing something like that, but I can figure all that out while I'm working at this new place.Yesterday, I didn't have a whole lot going on, so I made a pineapple upside down cake (which I'd never made before, and I did not realize how labor-intensive these things are), and I also threw in a loaf of banana bread. My original intent here was because I thought the bread only had to bake for half an hour, while the cake had to bake for 45 minutes. I was going to let the cake go for 15 minutes, then throw in the bread. Unfortunately, I didn't read it properly, and the 30 minutes was for making muffins with the batter. Regardless, everything got made, and it was awesome.
Easter will consist of a freaky-early Mass, followed by lunch at the grandmother's. If you're wondering.
Fin.
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