I've been working at the cake factory since Wednesday. I've mostly been flipping, painting and frosting chocolate cakes. As a result I can no longer smell cocoa or stomach cake. I guess I'll have a birthday steak this year.

On the bright side I have made a few work buddies. I've even gone drinking with 'em on two occasions. Not heavily, though. Only a pint one night and a pint the next and even that had me tipsy given I didn't eat for close to ten hours before hand.

I have the weekend off. I also have the living room to myself given the British stepdad is in Scotland this week, so I have late-night internet access~ My power convertor can only last for two hours tops though, but still~

I might meet up with my uncle on the 23rd. He'll be in town and apparently wants to catch up. Should be fun.

Yoji~