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Friday, January 07, 2005

cake - when you sleep

so, awesome day i'd think. no snow.. big disappointment. but hey. we'll get some later, right? ... right. i half-slept through all of OSC, listening to stoner stories and pretty much doing nothing. towards the end of the day, people started noticing that i'd only get up if i was going somewhere else to sleep.. i think it was just natural to go home and take a nap, don't you? except i forgot to get up again. when i woke up at 1 it was a little too late to go to school. so instead, i ran! 3 miles baby, oh yeah! so i celebrated by shaving my legs, walking around the house in the nude with my headphones on. powerful's the only word i can think of to describe that feeling. smooth, strong legs, cake crooning in my ears..
so, listening to cake, i came up with the idea of making a Cake cake! so i gathered up my ingredients, popped in the CD, and prepared to start baking. except i was missing a few ingredients, so off to the store it was! and chanel called, she wanted some of the cake, so we met up at my house and girl gabbed and made an afternoon of it. while the cake was in the oven we headed off to fred meyer again ('cause we wanted to decorate the cake). and it was awkward. 'cause as i'm gushing to chanel about kenny, we walk through the doors and there he is! i kind of stop what i was saying and finish it off with "... and that's him." so we said hi to the boys before we booked it out of there and laughed our asses off in the baking aisle. it was cute, and she gave me props for pulling it off all slick-like.
so then.. more stuff to do with the Cake cake. it was a little pudding-ish when we got back to my house, which makes sense 'cause i didn't exactly use the right sized pan.. but it's all good, it turned out fine in the end! right now it's cooling on some racks, i'll probably frost it when i get back from work.. maybe?
so one last trip, we drove pat over to chris's house 'cause his car is dead, then chanel left and here i am bored and ignoring my homework. score.

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