So, i arrived at home after a pretty funny day (work, concert, work). Entering my flat i noticed a strange smell, as if a bakery was running amok nearby. Stepping into my kitchen i noticed that the oven was still warm. Being the smart bunny i am i immediately new what happened: fucking cake trolls! The following SMS conversation took place (translated from german).
me: somebody must have had a baking accident. Totally smells like cake in my flat.
me: and my oven is still warm!
steffi: strange indeed… watch out, might have been cake trolls or so…
me: fucking cake trolls. That cake would have fit well with my two bottles of kakao.
steffi: heh, well, what does experience tell us? The cake is a lie 😀
me: no cake for me? 🙁
I thought it was settled. Now you have to know that we’ve been together for about 5 years now but still have separate flats. She lives about 50m from my flat and has keys. She usually visits me at night (yeahhhh) and sleeps at my flat. I have a cat allergy so i can’t stay at her flat (want more info? i have tons more!). In any case, when she visited tonight i was in the shower doing the usual things you do in the shower. When i returned to the kitchen i found this (click to ENHANCE!):
Turns out the fucking cake trolls left a present for the release of “Beginning Android Games”. You surely recognized the brown chocolate blob in front of my trusty netbook as a book with Mr. Nom, the Badlogic logo and Android on it. Right? RIGHT? (Say “yes, immediately” in the comments, she reads this blog, i might get killed otherwise).
In any case i love my bitch. Lupoiun.