Lane Montgomery

In a place where only grown adults work, they sell pop tarts with
sprinkles.

It wouldn't have been such a shock to see if the item previously in that
slot in the vending machine wasn't the most boring and bland (at least to
look at) pop tart of all time: brown sugar.

In other news, I finally feel fully recovered from Dan's birthday party on
Tuesday night. To say that I did a lot of drinking, would only be taking
into account the drinks I bought for myself. Mark, always the gentleman,
was buying rounds for everybody as well, and I had at least 2 polar bears
and a sweet tart on his account.

I think I had a personal break-through in my struggle with laziness last
night. I wish it was a joke.