Smile, serve, mentally burn :D The adorable and innocent waitress shares her experiences with you. Yes, you, you melted cotton candy! And so it began; this desperate attempt to do something more than serve to the extend of making this job my own personality. After twelve hours anything can appear funny to the brain. I feel the pain and so should you! Also, on my free time I dream of dominating human kind, because, why not? Updates: Crossed fingers for the end of each month.

Waitress stuff, some random thoughts that occur during REM sleep and generally anything that can come out of a burnedout young adult, sometimes spiced with the desire for world domination