Nudity

I want to preface this by stating that I am out of my mind at the moment, so not only is proof-reading not going to be an option tonight, I might just end it in mid thought.

Yesterday was nothing short of crap. My boss was in an extremely foul mood and decided that I was the cause of it. It was like trying to make chocolate truffles with a rabid bear in the room. At one point I actually had to go and stand by the cookie freezer (yes, a freezer full of cookies) and take a couple deep breaths. And what had made the bear so angry to begin with, I had made the comment, at 5:30 in the morning, that almonds and hazelnuts are really both just nuts. As if to imply that all nuts are the same. Yes, this is the reason that he yelled in my face, this is the reason why he then stopped talking to me and ignored me for the rest of the day. Luckily, I had an appointment for a massage at a spa near my apartment. It had been a gift from the good Dr. Sylvia, and after pulling my neck in the shower I had made an appointment. I am not going talk about the massage experience, mainly because although it was nice, it was an extremely awkward hour. The Swiss definitely have different boundaries of what they massage then the ones I know in California. Thank you Dr. Sylvia, but I think I'll hold of on the next one for when I get home in August.

Today was spent mostly staring at the wall. I love mornings on my days off, but I dread the days. I have nothing to do with my time aside from preparing for my exams, and the last thing I want to do on my day off is something having to do with my exams! It was a failure of a day, and I'm kind of happy to go to bed now, broken and drained, only to wake up at three to go bake zopf. I know, I know, woe is me, I still have nothing to really complain about.

No quote tonight kids, Daddy has got to go sleep this shit off.