....into your greedy little mouths! >=(
Much to my annoyance, financial logic took priority over my desire to NOT have a thing to do with the dreaded Vday disgustingness going on this weekend. Granted, I will be dining out with my soon-to-be-ex-wife this Monday, but that's just so we can spend as much time together before she moves away in a couple of weeks.
My need of cash has dictated that I will be dipping strawberries, brulee-ing cream, and frosting red velvet hearts this weekend. Fuck. In fact, a sideways fuck up the ass with a fist-sized dildo. It's times like these that I hate baking for money as opposed to baking with love.
I feel like a mother-fucking sellout. Okay, it's not like I was standing on a very tall soapbox of principles when it comes to my baking, but I absolute detest Vday baking. It chills me to the very core of my broken, blackened soul.
Positive spin? Hmm.....fuck. I guess I can knock it out of the park so I can put new pics up on my Wordpress blog. Sure. Why the fuck not?
I hate making greeting cards for the same reason. But as they say, we all have a mortgage to pay. At least you're making something that make people want to smile and hump each other!
ReplyDeleteLOL....looking back at it, the baking wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I love making creme brulee. I love dipping strawberries, but making 200 tuxedo strawberries gets very tedious. I was just in a very whiny mood this weekend. My apologies. The good side is that I made enough money to close out my Old Navy credit card!!!! Woohoo!! =)
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