I just made yummy apple muffins. I didn't think I would need 24 muffins so I cut the recipe in half...except for the butter. They kind of taste like magic.

I <3 gluten free waffles you can buy at Jewel in the frozen food section. Amazing.

Today, I bonded with random strangers waiting for the Blue Line when we all rolled our eyes in annoyance at the businessman who got REALLY upset about not fitting onto one train and having to wait 5 minutes for the next one.

Is it wrong if moments like this restore my faith in humanity?