Random Things in a Random Book

Icing

I was over at a sleepover in SLOTHFULLY_ME's house the other day and we were making cupcakes to celebrate a very special day in there life. As we were making the cupcakes I couldn't help but just sometimes stare at the containers of icing, as if it was calling my name. Now I admit that all of this took place at 9, 9:39-ish at night and I had consumed about five spoonfuls earlier that day, not to mention the massive tons I had during that week. So anyway, when the cupcakes were done and cooled off we were allowed to ice them as we got one.(If that makes sense.) Now as I'm icing the cupcake I want I just have this urge to stick the plastic spoon I'm using to spread the icing back into the container, get a scoopful of icing and then eat it. As much as I wanted to do that I didn't but instead constantly asked the adult that was with us if I could only for them to respond with 'No'......every single time. This happened pretty much all night that when the adult went to bed my friends had to stop me from eating the rest of the icing from all three containers. So it came to be that during that night I was officially a icing addict and all three of my friends new about it......Yay......

At least I'm not addicted to drugs