Pancakes

I saw a photo of some pancakes a little while ago and they looked delicious. But I really don't like pancakes at all. The Professor loves pancakes and one time C. and I made him some for his birthday, but neither of us wanted to eat them.

Aside: A cute messenger just delivered some envelopes. He did not look dirty or fucked up, either....

Oh: Doesn't it suck when people you can't stand are in your dreams? That happened to me last night. Maddening.