reflections.

every year, around this time, i like to view photographs depicting mentally challenged people playing basketball, quadriplegic women's wheelchair races and of course, down syndrome teatherball. it gives me a warm feeling of superiority.

i'm not really a dick. swear.

it really is radical when you think you have 5 minutes left on your break and it turns out you have 8. the smoke pit is so cold right now. 15 minutes outside is not an option.

has anyone seriously ever won anything from mcdonald's monopoly. i got some of those 'instant wins' a few times, and once in grade four i got baltic and mediterainian and i won a pack of twizzlers pull and peel, but that's it. i don't think boardwalk even exists.

wow, this customer is a jerk.