Well. I'm back. Did you miss me? I doubt it. But I'm back, nonetheless. And, due to the horrid squallid condition the Pit is in, almost everyone, including me, is sick. I swear, the school is just a festering cess pool of germs. But so much learning to be had!
I'm glad Anthony liked the cookies. I really am. I was so worried that they wouldn't be very good. All my doubts were lain to rest when he told me he wanted to marry me and enslave me into baking for him. A back-handed compliment, but a compliment indeed.
So apart from being in a world of pain, all different kinds, I'm good. I hope you are all good too. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a Neo-Citran to microwave. Holy crap, I hate this things.