Just finished making a Guinness Chocolate Cake. It's probably a good thing that
fuzzpsych is at work, because I got to lick the spoon all by myself. Yum!
When I was getting the cream cheese out of the packet to make the frosting (this cake keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?), I managed to give myself a cardboard paper cut. Now that sucks.
I saw the automobile of my dreams today. It was a 1930-something Studebaker (I think)...dark blue with silver trim and suicide doors. It most likely has worse gas mileage than a garbage truck, but god damn! is it sweet.
Must dash. The baby's howling for her dinner.
When I was getting the cream cheese out of the packet to make the frosting (this cake keeps getting better and better, doesn't it?), I managed to give myself a cardboard paper cut. Now that sucks.
I saw the automobile of my dreams today. It was a 1930-something Studebaker (I think)...dark blue with silver trim and suicide doors. It most likely has worse gas mileage than a garbage truck, but god damn! is it sweet.
Must dash. The baby's howling for her dinner.
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