this being that i'm boycotting going downstairs to the cafe because of the sickening, overpowering smell of cooked onions that is down there. i'm eating my oatmeal cold...in protest. not that anyone down there will notice, or care.
but really people, we all know i hate onions {and when i say hate, i mean HATEx1000 - i'm dramatic, i know} but the smell of those onions has currently travelled up 3 flights of stairs and elevator shafts and is currently seeping into what i thought would be my safe 3rd floor office. but is it safe? no...no it's not.
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i will mostly likely spend the rest of the day smelling onion-y/BO smells that has permanently attached themselves to my hair/clothing/skin.
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i also did the awesome thing of promptly falling back to sleep after turning my alarm off this morning. {awesome} but i was having a lovely dream that i was going to be in london for christmas and that i would get to go to the top of the tower of london. who can blame me?
at the very least it's friday, that today has that going for it. hurray for the weekend...
AND it's general conference! i love general conference. since moving to utah i've gone to at least one session of every conference. i'm keeping that tradition alive during the sunday morning session. this girl scored herself some tickets!
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you all have a wonderful weekend now. and dream of this 6-layer salted caramel chocolate cake...because it's heaven {thank you martha...you've outdone yourself this time!}
. but really it is. uphoria enducing cake people, and that caramel? don't get me started. 
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