snackyslice

Christ. Is there anything that sucks worse than serving pizza to hundreds of grouchy fucks that don't understand that real pizza from scratch takes a bit longer to make than your typical frozen DiGiorno stoner special? Well, probably, but I still feel like pitying myself. Work sucked ass today, as I had to deal with all of that on a hangover and a couple hours of sleep.

It was well-earned pain, though, stemming from a night of drunken debauchery involving my first time dancing in several years (in new, un-broken-in combat boots, no less). Thank God for the strobe light that prevented people from witnessing the full extent of my craptacular dance skillz.