Oh right, lunch making for my lovely little lady, that I would murder an entire organization full of assholes, whoops, I swore, for. Cozy Glow said I had a mental illness, the kind that makes focusing on one train of thought nearly impossible. Which is weird, since I don’t have thoughts, I only bug, and by bugging, I ended up making Cozy tomato soup, three perfectly toasted slices of garlic bread, a lovely cup of non-alcoholic apple cider, and ice cream for dessert. I put some of the tomato soup in a sealable bowl, the three slices of garlic toast ended up in their own container, and I even put various toppings for the ice cream in a container that was split into four sections, a bottle of chocolate syrup for the ice cream to add onto the sugar rush she’ll get from eating the ice cream, and then and cookie.