Kirsten, what the fuck are you doing up on a Thursday you don't have school at 7 in the morning? Well I'll tell you what I'm doing, I'm waiting for the rest of my family to be ready to leave. Which won't happen anytime soon.

So. I made my cake yesterday and I'm really nervous how it turned out. But I have a jar that smells like vanilla now! It had a vanilla bean in it. It said Bourbon Vanilla Bean on it so I stared at it for five minutes in the store, trying to find another vanilla bean because I thought that it was soaked in Bourbon but I guess it's just the type of vanilla bean.

The frosting has 4 fucking sticks of butter in it. And oh my it's delicious. The cake overflowed its pans and burned in the oven, but I trimmed those parts off and gave them to my dad and he said they tasted fine, so hopefully the rest of the cake is good.

My mom even went out and bought a little cake carrying case for it (it was from my work so it was only a dollar though ), but I think it's too tall to fit in there ):

holy fuck can I talk about a goddamn cake anymore. ffff so much for killing time.


ffft well, I'll be back on Saturday, have a lovely thanksgiving all you Americans.