I have a cold.
This is bad enough by itself, but something terrible happened yesterday because of it.
I was feeling kind of sorry for myself, because I felt so lousy and there was no one around to give me any sympathy, and was trying to think of a way to cheer myself up. The first thing that came to mind was cake. I know the thought of a baker with a cold is kind of gross, but I did my best to keep away the germs, and I went into the kitchen and whipped myself up a little chocolate cake.
It turned out lovely, which is amazing since I was a little cloudy from some medication, but I noticed as it was baking, I couldn’t smell it. After it had cooled, I cut myself a piece to give it a try, and might as well have been eating plain old rice cakes. You know, the unsalted kind that are like styrofoam. It had no taste whatsoever.
Stupid cold. Zapped my taste buds. And my sense of smell. And I couldn’t enjoy my chocolate cake. Tragic.
So, I wrapped it up and put it in the freezer to save it for a day when I can enjoy it’s chocolaty deliciousness to the fullest.
In the meantime, can somebody get me another tissue?
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