Okay. It is time that you all knew. A few days after Pancake Land moved back in at Little peddler’s to help make ends meet, I started dating someone on the down low. I know this comes as shock to most of you, but it’s true. A few days ago my cover was blown, so I thought I should be the one to tell you. My new secret girlfriend is from New York, you wouldn’t know her. Her name is Maggie. Do you wanna see a photo? Okay.

Man, did I have you going or what? No seriously, not dating anyone in secret. I am, however, totally swooning for Maggie Gyllenhaal right now. I found the audiobook of “The Bell Jar” by Sylvia Plath read by her at the library the other day and I almost peed my pants, I was so excited. “The Bell Jar” is depressing as Hell, but she makes it so sexy. God. It’s like how Bill Murray saved The Razor’s Edge from being the most depressing movie of all time.

Unfortunately, not even Maggie Gyllenhaal’s sexy voice could stop the depressing shit from rolling in on a Monday. Apparently G-Man got more bad news this week. They’ve found more cancer. Great. Then I came home to find hateful angry emails regarding last week’s article. It was a good thing that I made the best batch of chicken alfredo of my life to counter balance it all.

There’s a new Epic Meal Time, but I’m not going to post it. I feel like lately all I’ve been posting is other people’s videos. That’s lame. I’m a content machine and I should be putting up my own stuff. Just need to find the time to make it…

Anywho, I’ve gotta run to work. Have a better day today. More soon. ~SC