#rags.start

listen, i know that i have a reputation as chef horan -- ok, maybe that’s just one i gave myself, but keep in mind i snapped my ankle and am not as spry as i once was -- so maybe i didn’t make it to the oven on time and my chicken is... well, it’s an ashy shell of what used to be a chicken. basically, do ya wanna order something in because dinner’s ruined.

new talent alert: reasonable milk froth artist. you know, if all you want in the way of cute pics in your milk are um... phalluses. phalli? anyway, with riverdale being on hiatus, i might try for a job as a barista. add to my self imposed indie girl image. good idea, bad idea?