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So the way my life goes right now is I have a job where I decorate christmas themed cookies, go home and proceede to draw more pictures of santa claus, then go to my other job, where over the course of two (1 1/2) days I scan about 220 small paintings, go home read about santa claus on wikipedia and draw more pictures of santa claus, then go to my other job--this what I had believed to be an unchristmas-related job! I don't know who I thought I was kidding about that, considering we do listen to an awful lot of jesus christ superstar there, but today at work I spent most of the day designing and making christmas ornaments for a christmas tree decorating party my boss is going to. Which was awesome, usually at this job and the cookie decorating job I do repetitive work all day with no or very few creative decisions, but every so often I get told I can pretty much do whatever I want and it's fun fun fun. At those times, it strikes me as very strange and somehow wrong that I am getting paid. it isn't though. Just sort of rediculous.
Oh. and I found out about Red Bean Cakes today. You should eat one sometime if you haven't yet. it's just like a baby minus all of the things that make a baby human. Except skin. It is a lot like human skin.
Oh. and I found out about Red Bean Cakes today. You should eat one sometime if you haven't yet. it's just like a baby minus all of the things that make a baby human. Except skin. It is a lot like human skin.