Since writing papers is supposed to mean that I should put off knitting for a while, I baked instead. I got a delicious orange-chocolate muffin recipe from my sister and I am trying not to eat the whole dozen tonight.
As you can see, one muffin succumbed before I had a chance to take a photo. I know they look a lot like bran muffins or something less exciting, but trust me, they aren't.
See: observe the delicious interior of the muffin. Filled with yummy orange peel and chocolate bits (I had big blocks of chocolate instead of chips, hence the strange distribution of chocolate).
Aren't you hungry yet? Too bad there isn't internet with smells. Actually... maybe that's a good thing. Anyhow, I'm supposed to be writing. This is writing, right? Sadly this is not the writing I get paid to do, which is kind of a bummer. If only this writing contributed to the length of my other writing... guess I should get back to that.