Jan. 12th, 2012

My entire department is a hot, hot mess right now.

Everyone's sick, so there are echoing coughs and rolling sniffles. Occasionally it sounds like we're engaging in actual communication, some kind of stuffed-nose Morse code.

But we're all here, because either we're working on last-minute research for our fundraisers or we're working on the budget, which I have reduced from two tabloid-sized pages full of numbers to a simple two-colour worksheet on a letter-sized piece of paper. Because I am awesome. I'm not sure why I'm not conquering the world except that I wouldn't know what to do with it afterward.

We're not hugely talkative at the best of times, but right now it's eerie. I've just about lost my voice, my podmates both look like they've been weeping, and my candy basket is filled with cough drops.

In half an hour I get to go home and be a hot mess at home! With Thai food! It will be awesome.
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Do you guys think maybe cupcakes bend reality? Because I think maybe they do.

This evening I wanted to stop off at one of the cupcake shops in downtown and pick up some cupcakes, because I have a guest staying over and nothing says Awesome Host like cupcakes. So I walked across the river and caught the 151 bus, which was going to take me to northern Gold Coast where Sprinkles Cupcakes is. I wasn't going to be on the bus very long, so I went straight to the back and sat down next to the door, and then I hear HI! SAM! and I look up and there's Coworker Crush, in an adorable hat. On the bus.

So we sat and chatted until it was my stop, which was surreal, because I basically come up with at least three excuses a week to go upstairs to the reception desk in the hopes of seeing her, and here she is on the bus. Yes, I know I'm sad, move past it.

Anyway, she said she'd been to Sprinkles and there's always a line because their cupcakes are super-popular. I figured, even if there was a line my experience could not possibly be any worse than the one I had at Magnolia Bakery, where menus surprise them.

It turned out there was a line, but the line appeared mostly to be because the salespeople were...not terribly well organised. To be fair, the people waiting for cupcakes weren't either. But at any rate I didn't leave the store going "These better be some motherfucking amazing cupcakes for what I just went through to get them" like at Magnolia. I was just like, "Well, these are probably some pretty good cupcakes, so waiting in line wasn't too bad."

These are some motherfucking amazing cupcakes, you guys. I may have gotten chocolate cupcake everywhere, but it was totally worth it.

So yeah, I have yet to have an experience with Chicago cupcakes where the word "normal day" applies. Cupcakes: the true nexii of reality.

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