Insomnia gastromnia.

I can't sleep, so I'll just show off this flourless chocolate almond cake I made a few days ago, courtesy of Julia Child. Probably one of the most decadent things this mouth has yet encountered.

And in its defense, I'm pretty sure the baby slice my stomach gleefully gurgled about three days ago has nothing to do with the fact that I can't keep my eyes closed.

Papers done. Application shenanigans finally up-to-date. Now to continue the drawn-out process of goodbye. But first, goodnight. (Please.)