in Dear Diary


I find it hard to believe my friends who worked serving ice cream as a teenager could have gotten tired of eating the stuff. But lately I find it difficult to simply relax and enjoy the Internet. I just reflexively unsubscribed from an email newsletter because they had opted me in without my permission. I didn’t bother considering if I liked the content, which I might have. Victor, relax, wait until after closing, until everyone leaves, forget that you’ve been scooping the stuff for hours, make your perfect sundae and close your eyes and let it melt in your mouth.