Or, of course...
Aug. 31st, 2012 05:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperance...I could bake a cake.
Why did none of you spot this gaping flaw in my otherwise-perfect planning? Internet, I am disappoint.
As a result of your laxity, I have half-done everything else in a slapdash and heedless fashion. I cleaned a little bit of the kitchen, and I sorted a shelf in the fridge, and I dried a load of laundry, and I wrote a bit of something else entirely, and none of this is satisfactory, and I am settling nicely into my usual mire of self-contempt.
Also the recipe was stoopid about one minor but significant detail - the size of pan required, since you ask - and as a result the cake is kinda flat. I knew there would never be enough mixture, but, y'know. What is written down: I follow it.
Also also, I forgot to buy any cream. Which makes it quite hard to pretend it's a pudding.
Why did none of you spot this gaping flaw in my otherwise-perfect planning? Internet, I am disappoint.
As a result of your laxity, I have half-done everything else in a slapdash and heedless fashion. I cleaned a little bit of the kitchen, and I sorted a shelf in the fridge, and I dried a load of laundry, and I wrote a bit of something else entirely, and none of this is satisfactory, and I am settling nicely into my usual mire of self-contempt.
Also the recipe was stoopid about one minor but significant detail - the size of pan required, since you ask - and as a result the cake is kinda flat. I knew there would never be enough mixture, but, y'know. What is written down: I follow it.
Also also, I forgot to buy any cream. Which makes it quite hard to pretend it's a pudding.