growing up sucks

once upon a time, my little メロンパンs, あなたの先輩 used to love, love, love frosting on cake. 大好きだったよ! not the super-sweet frosting, but the good, expensive stuff, especially the decorative-flower frosting. おいしかった!

昔々､ モチ先輩 used to eat cake and ice cream with impunity, especially cake which had been soaked in ice cream "soup." it was a small joy to be found in this miserable life. cake soaked in ice cream soup is one of 人類に神様からの贈り物だよ｡

alas! あなたの先輩 has just discovered she can no longer eat frosting. it upsets モチ先輩の胃. nor can あなたの先輩 eat more than a few bites of cake soaked in melted ice cream. tumbly goes bleh-phooie at this culinary delight at amounts over, say, three grams. かな！

モチ先輩 is saddened by this discovery, my little メロンパンs. please, go enjoy some sweets on her behalf... while あなたの先輩は嘔吐く｡

caffeine shakes

hello, hello, my little メロンパンs. おひさしぶり!

モチ先輩は病気だよ｡ coughing and sneezing, sore throat and stuffed nose, aching ears and aching head. it's cold season, my little メロンパンs. why? because it's too damned warm for this time of year, that's why. 「indian summers」が大嫌い! あなたの先輩 has caught every single bug that's gone through this office, as well as ones that have gone through extended family units. sick, sick, sick, sick for three weeks running with various icknesses. モチ先輩 is totally sick of being sick!

one offshoot of being sick is no coffee in the morning. months and months and months of coffee every morning, and now, no coffee for weeks until today.

so, drinking the usual travel mug of french roast has given あなたの先輩 the SHAKES. not bad. still can type, still can write. but the SHAKES. caffeine shimmy, caffeine shake. ...there should be a dance song!

go write the caffeine shake song, my clever and o-so talented little メロンパンs. モチ先輩 wants to boogie.