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Wednesday, March 17, 2010
In Honor of St. Patrick
We had a bakesale. Yes, I know. A bakesale is a totally lame way to celebrate. In years past I have been known to: dance many jigs and reels, envisions bagpipers who then appear in real life and play Irish tunes for my selfish pleasure, and of course, drink copious amounts of expensive imports etc.
Not anymore, friends. This is law school: I bake.
Here is me, offering you a gooey cupcake that I did not bake:
"Would you like a delicious sugar rush?"
I am the one who, with the assistance of my lovely girlfriend, whipped up 4 batched of rice krispy treats, made 3 types of muffins, a tray of brownies, and nasty looking no-bake cookies that I "fixed" with some vanilla icing. We were up until well after 1am last night, but it was fun and I think it was worth it. We made 3 times as much money as we spent. The time was my donation!