Not Quite Cake

Not only do I forget all my friends' birthdays, I forget my blog's birthday too! It was sometime last week, but I only remembered when Heather mentioned hers.

I've been staying up really late, to draw, and trying to sleep late, to compensate, but the world doesn't really let you do that properly. These help with the sleep deprivation. They taste not very much like chocolate, but exactly like milktart, fridgetart, and neapolitan icecream.

Every day feels like Sunday!