I had this great, great breakfast...

...this tomato and garlic omelette, you just hadda be there, it was soooooooooo good....

So why does my subconscious keep whispering it wants cake? I mean, I'm full. Happy. No need for cake, really. It's too early anyway. Maybe I just like the idea of cake, and that's what's running around in my tiny skull.

Ignore me, I have no idea what's going on in my head. Maybe the cake thing is work related. There's some scary cupcakes in the vending machine, taunting me, even though I'm full of omelette. Pfeh. Gonna be that kind of day, methinks...

Nobody else is having this, are they? Cynnerth, willya check the Orbital Mind Control Laser for me? I think that may actually be the problem, it's on "Snackage" again, I bet...

Now I want to *paint* cupcakes...

I do...hot pink ones with sprinkles. They would be so fun to paint....Mmmmm....