all dressed up in dreams

today, i craved sauerkraut, and i find this very unsettling...

also went to a birthday lunch with my one-year-older-dad + mom in le 'ham and had a piece of cheesecake named after me, if we ignore the substitution of an "f" for the far superior "ph." delicious. now, at 8:43, i'm giving up on homework (so i can hate myself even more tomorrow) and retiring to bed with a book. what are weekends for, right?