If you have yellow cake batter because that's all you can find in walking distance of Oakland, and you add red/pink or blue food dye... you get orange and green cupcakes.
And I don't care because they taste just the same, with their sprinkles and home made icing.
Sometimes I really want to think straight and articulate the thoughts behind the emotion that I have but I just can't and it drives me really fucking crazy. So much goes on in my head and at 1:00 am when I've been going and going for so many hours there just isn't anything there.
FUCK.
and the whole fucking issue was driven by steam!
Better cupcakes tomorrow.