Cake warrior Last night at 1am I was assailed, ASSAILED, dear reader, by unquenchable cravings for cake. Yes, cake. I tried to think of other things, smoked 2 or 3 cigarettes, all in vain. 'Lemon gateau, lemon gateau, lemon gateau' - I wanted to huddle in a corner until it went away. You must understand that my appetite has really dwindled into a pathetic nothing, therefore to crave any sort of food for pleasure is a rare and panic-inducing occurance.

I did not find any cake however. KL is cakeless in the morning, it is one of the city's major flaws. (Well, it WAS an ungodly hour, but still...) But! But! But! I did find hot waffles. And I ate it and I ate it. It was great. I went to bed a little after 3am, a greasy self-satisfied smirk on my face.

CAKE.  ¶ 5:53 PM