i have nothing to say and i'm saying it

i woke up 40 minutes before i had to be at work today. i overslept because i was dreaming about poetry. i'm not sure why or what it means, but it's weird.

during my lunch break, i heard ace of base on the radio. ace of fucking base.

we held a food drive at work, and today i volunteered to assemble thanksgiving baskets with all the food we collected. someone donated about 10 bags of rice that had little black bugs crawling around inside them. gross.

for dinner i ate a granola bar, a tangerine, and a bag of chedder and sour cream potato chips.

what do all these things mean? why am i posting this information? i have no clue. does anyone find this at all interesting, or is it too much information?

speaking of which, i have a blister the size of a quarter on my heel. should i pop it or just let it fester?