Finally, I know where this is supposed to go.

The only days I don't mind getting out of work at 3am are the days when I get to see this little guy by my car.

I think this chicken I made came out great.

This shirt is hilarious, I love it.

I think I am slowly winning their trust and will one day get close enough to have one kick me.

I want to pet these guys so bad, but I know it's not okay to do. I will just send them good vibes when I leave work.

When you're leaving work late, and the morning shift is early.

I hate what I am asked to make most days. Burger patty, with lettuce. Toothpick was requested. I hate it here.

Sunday inspiration…

John Lewis never folded. Neither will we. They want our light out. Keep it blazing.

This cause is close to my heart - please sign: sign.moveon.org/petitions/do...

I'd like to think this is the snail I saw the other day.

If you live in a military town you could do worse in terms of activism than retyping that tweet to be nice and readable and then printing it off in sizes ranging from 1/8th page to full sheet and leaving them absolutely everywhere in town

Saw a snail when I was taking out the trash

Awful day today. Woke up in a bad mood, went to work, had a terrible shift, drove back, like three people are in, Whose the bigger asshole contest for swerving across lanes, walk into my apartment, girlfriend chews on my neck for a bit. Good. day all in all.

I was really proud of this one.

This is good luck or something right?