The Saga of Me Trying to Make Goddamn Tiramisu for My Roommate's Birthday
- drink coffee, attempt to set up new printer
- realize I'm missing a cord
- decide to ignore that for now and do dishes
- make list of ingredients I don't have and need to get
- go to grocery store across the street
- spend forty minutes looking for lady fingers
- give up, buy every other ingredient, leave
- they have fucking chocolate croissants and naan bread but no lady fingers okay
- go across street to buy party supplies
- no lady fingers (not that I expected them to but still)
- walk 15 minutes to the Eagle Giant, which advertises lady fingers on their website
- start my period in eagle giant, buy tylenol
- get in line behind a woman buying 37 INDIVIDUAL MINI CORNBREADS
- cashier has to scan them all individually
- I am bleeding from my lady bits and in pain but ok enjoy your mini cornbread lady
- who needs that much cornbread
- down four Tylenol in eagle giant parking lot
- walk 20 minutes to aldi
- call a lyft in the aldi parking lot
- decide in middle of store that I'm just gonna bake the fucking things myself
- need to buy flour sifter and also piping bags
- remember halfway to checkout I need that cord for my printer
- poor man is helping a whiny lady who doesn't want a black phone cord
- nearly beat woman with flour sifter
- get cord with no hassle
- did not buy piping bags, decide to just fuck it and pour by hand
- get cocoa powder in my eyebrows
- realize i cant leave it in fridge bc roommate will see it
- frantically text downstairs neighbor and ask if I can keep it in his fridge
- put in neighbors fridge
- spend an hour playing with cats
- will update on taste later
- fucking 37 mini cornbreads what the fuck
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