The view from my new apartment. That’s where I’ll be starting work tomorrow. I feel like I’m not qualified for a grown up job. You know, since I still use the term “grown up”.
Not as good as the others, but this is the best I could manage as I was getting shoved out of the way by hostile soccer moms and triplet strollers.
My attempt to recreate cookieception, I added the real deal for comparison. Less batter next time.