About half an hour ago I get a instant message from my sister, who also happened to be sitting across the dining room table from me and studying for her organic chemistry exam.
Claire: cake
Me: quiero
Claire: si si si
Me: yes yes yes
Claire: take the car to giant
Claire: or gasp baskin robins
Claire: you know you want to
Me: oh my god what about those excellent cake cookies at giant
Claire: omg
go now
i will pay
Me: are you serious?
Claire: yes
Me: done
Claire: COOKIESSSSS
And now, thirty minutes later, we are enjoying the most cake-like cookies money (well, like 4 dollars) can buy. It is essentially the closest to heaven intensely processed food can get.
And it is WONDERFUL.
This is basically why I can wait for August 22nd to come. They have cookies at Ithaca, sure, but they don't have Claire.
