Strep

The last couple weekends have always ended with me being thankful to go back to work. It's extremely hard for me to wake up, have nowhere to be, and not reach out to embrace The Haze. The cold that my Halloween plans caught traveled over to my Saturday night plans as well, and I found myself too shit faced to stop my thoughts. I spent the night tossing in bed, yearning for a couple of Nyquil and some peace of mind. I woke up at a quarter to five and finally gave up on the notion of sleep and went and had coffee with Chef Doug and Doctor Sylvia. Chef Doug and I talked about Christmas, making some marzipan holiday gifts and sung a couple of Christmas carols to annoy Doctor Sylvia to the point that she smoked her morning cigarette outside in the rain.

After coffee my day lost direction. It's been raining and gray, and it seems that most of my friends are away or busy. So, I found myself with no other choice then to make cheesecake. Pumpkin cheesecake to be precise. Last night, as I was incoherent, I got a hankering for pumpkin cheesecake. I just recently discovered the audacity that is cheesecake, and now find myself yearning for a taste of that sweet, yet tangy pie of a cake. If anything, I will be able to spend this Sunday afternoon eating my insecurity and feelings, once again wrapped in the thick gray Haze.

One thing that really made me smile today though was the fact that the grocery store was planing Christmas music as I took my time walking down the aisles. I had to get some stuff for the cheesecake, and found my self surprised to be hearing "Have a Holly, Jolly, Christmas" as I grabbed some Nyquil (better to be prepared). It made me instantly think of my sister, and if it weren't for the fact that I am avoiding my phone at all costs, I would have called and made her listen. I was known for pumping Christmas music in July when I was younger, so I am one of the few people who really enjoys Christmas displays in September. You could give me the whole, "It's such a commercial, materialistic holiday" spiel, but that's exactly what I love about it. I LOVE Christmas, and if I could have the feeling that Christmas gives me year-round, I would be thankful. So I would heartily like to thank Lucky's on Woodside Road for making my morning a little less painful. Your awesome.