alpaca princess (renniekins) wrote,
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Cake or Death

I was sitting at my desk at work yesterday, holding some Sweet-And-Salty bars, futzing around with them. Then I announced to Irish, "I walked to 7-11 for lunch and bought these granola bars. I was going to eat one, but then I saw the email about the birthday cake downstairs. And I thought that maybe I should have cake instead."

"Well, cake is always good... but you're not going to just eat cake for lunch?" He frowned at the bars. "I hope you bought something else at 7-11."

"No, but I already ate my leftover chicken salad from yesterday as part of a lunch. It was nutritious, but there wasn't a whole lot left, so it wasn't a full meal. I was going to supplement it with the granola. But now I think perhaps I need cake. Well not need, exactly, but want."

"Sometimes people need cake."

"Need is a strong word. I tend to mix those two up, need and want. I don't really NEED cake. I need LUNCH, for example, but I don't need cake."

"All you really need is a little food, some water, and shelter."

"And the internet, don't forget the internet."

"Well of course the internet also."

My phone rang, then his did. As I had my business conversation, I half-listened to his conversation as well. "Oh that's right," he said with pretend surprise, "there is a cake today. " He paused. "You're waiting for us? No go ahead, it's okay."

I finished up my phone call explaining, "It seems there is a cake downstairs, and I need to help eat it."

We both hung up our phones. I tossed my granola bars aside, and we looked at each other. "I guess we'd better go have some cake."
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