My epiphany of the day today is that it would be incredibly easy to take out a bunch of staff members and students at a small graduate school. All you’d need to do is put out poisonous cupcakes. This thought crossed my mind as I was reaching for a pink cupcake with sprinkles that was anonymously left in the lounge (thank you cupcake fairy!!!). I thought about this some as I ate said cupcake and while I licked pink frosting off my fingers. I suppose I could be all paranoid about it…but then I’d miss out on cupcakes. And who wants to live life without anonymous cupcakes?
When I start being mildly paranoid about desserts, I know it’s time for me to make a small exit from my normal world of stress, music, stress, hot baths, stress, and talking to my roommate-fish Bubbles. And so I’m heading off on an adventure this weekend by myself (Bubbles gets motion sick and prefers to stay at home). By-myself adventures are what I’m great at, so I’ve got some good expectations from this weekend.
Until then, I’m a working machine. Between day job, night job, and grad school, I’m surprised I haven’t stepped up my paranoia even more than “dessert-level.” If only all warning systems had a “dessert-level.” Hmm. I do seem to have more random trains of thought than usual. I wonder if I should get paranoid about that…
Moral of today’s story: cupcake.
An Erinku!
chai
of tasty goodness
I love you so
(though you burn my tongue)
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