panniecakes.

chocolate chip panniecakes,
with all the usual hottness,
all by my lonesome self?
mmmhmmm.
teleport:

neighbors,
i haven't been grocery shoppin' in forever and ever.
i know, that seems a little lazy.
but really, that isn't the case....
it's just that being at work all day,
blabbing and gabbing and zapping and crapping out
takes all the end-of-the-day motivation directly out of my bones.
and i mean each scrap and shred of do-something drive is beaten down
and driven out by the brutality of non-stop doo-doo butter slogging through
the sh!t-salad swamps of sadness that compose my coworkers and our clients.
that's a hard style all on its own,
but,
there are also no breaks for my hard-working hands and teeth,
unless it's to pee a gallon of coffee right out of me
somewhere other than into my undies and down my legs.
that's a thing.
and when the only gaps in the grindin' are to take a whizz?
....exactly.
i drink so much more, of all those tasty fluids,
just to get a chance to get up once in awhile.
anyway,
that's the way the day goes, six times in row, every single week-
when i'm not zappin' i'm peein',
and when i'm not peein' or zappin',
i'm flippin' leavin'....
and when i'm leavin'?
ugh.
yeah, kids, you guessed it-
i just head straight home,
to where the heart and the house and the empty F*ing refrigerator are.
the open door and open arms of my own private woodsly goodsly
Folk Life & Liberty Fortress are where i want to be,
the very instant i turn right out of the driveway into A*-hole traffic.
yuck.
i live far enough away from everybody that i have to navigate amongst
the imbecilic motor-vehicle operators that all occupy their vacation times
clogging around, rubberneck-gawking at the fast-food options along the roadways
of my otherwise majestic mountain valley home.
that said,
supermarket space-sharing with those people iss more than i'm up for most days,
or at least,
more than my temper can temper,
and as a result of reining in my raging savage viking fury?
i ran out of bread for toast times
womp womp.
but i fried up some cakes, instead.
i'm fired up on man-cake fuel, now, though.
so,
today is once again a big busy day,
and i'm all nutrient-activated with metaphysical eagles' egg powers an' that.
that's no joke;
never quiet, never soft.....