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It's pizza night and I got word from home that I am supposed to pick up "something new"

So I talked to my local pizza expert, a rad kid named Chaos. I asked them what I should do. They said to leave it to them.

Godspeed Chaos

I said "pose with it like it's a fish you just caught"

So Chaos said "I'll do the white dad smile!"

They request that when you go to Papa Murphy's please just let the kids make you whatever they want as it is apparently the best part of the job

Oh, so things I should have noted:

  • When I walked in I was treated with "Oh, it's THIS GUY!"
  • Where I work gets me a small discount on orders made at this particular branch. Tonight I was given a 50% discount for funnsies
  • I only know their name is Chaos because the time I came in and they were wearing a name tag. No one here wears name tags. They made it themselves. Out of tape.
“I’m 24 years old and play this game with myself: buy myself something delicious for the weekend, blueberry muffins or flaky croissants, and forget it by Friday. Saturday morning comes and I am lucky to know me. I wasn’t born knowing how to love me, but I’m learning now; catching up for lost time between us. I keep the windows open. I play oldies throughout every corner of my apartment. I tell the dog how good it feels, at least for today, at least for right now, to be alive.”

— Schuyler Peck, Can’t Get Enough Of My Love (via schuylerpeck)