So today, according to the Interwebs, is National Donut Day (which, interestingly enough, came the day after the government released the food pyramid's replacement, the "Nutrition Plate") and considering I slept about 3 solid hours due to a sick pet and being swamped with work, and the NY Times is reminded me, yet again, that we're all going to die/be unemployed forever/lose America's sterling credit rating/and some filler piece about "off-the-wall" trends...Ima hold on to the idea of National Donut Day. Seriously.
Remember how when you were a grumpy teenager you couldn't wait to become an adult? Clearly, we had no idea how--comparatively--good we had it. I mean, besides the whole living with your parents and having homework and the fact that I proudly wore these white jeans with "artistic" neon paint strokes (though honestly: I could sell those damn jeans for literally hundreds of dollars in Billyburg today!), that was like a calm blue ocean compared with running a small business in a crap economy. I'm not complaining--things are very exciting...and I'd rather not have to listen to Richard Marx again--but today I just need to focus on it being National Donut Day.
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