halfway

the half-life, much like half-caf "coffee," leaves me with a scorching caffeine headache and an insatiable lust for living large. ladies and gentlemen, i am a full-time food service worker.

it's one of those things that follows in a long line of other things: laziness, college, debt, no job skills, desperation, deep-frying chicken (always and forever in that order). i may have to remind you as i often remind myself that this is life, it's all we have, and it's brilliant if you want it to be.

the world (at last sighting).

p.s. if you'd like to read some of my recent work, you can find my food column here.