The Insomniac and the Fudge Brownies..

I. NEED. TO. SLEEP *emphasizes every syllable*

I can't remember the last time I had a good sleep and woke up feeling good, sipping my coffee happily, singing "it's going to be bright, bright sunshine-y day"! Oh those were the daysss.

The sleep is playing tricks on me, it creeps into my mind, telling me it's time. I turn off my laptop, brush my teeth, set my cell phone on silent and set the alarm clock, and get ready to sleep. But no, I have to toss and turn for at least an hour and half before I sleep. I wake up almost every half hour, I don't think I even reach the REM stage. I get up eventually after 4-6 hours, miserable and grumpy and cursing the whole world (not out loud of course :p I only do the cursing in my head).

Yesterday and upon a special request I made peanut butter fudge brownies. I asked the maid to get me a baking pan, she gave me a shallow baking pan and I spread the different layers of mix in it to the top even though I knew brownies rise and puff while baking and I should probably get a deep one, but I ignored this instinct :p

That's what I got half an hour later,

Sweet, no?

I didn't give up. I took out this one, poured the half-baked mix into a deeper one, and baked it again. LOL the result was hideousssss! It tasted really bad, more like a dough, and of course no one ate it :D

Again, I need to sleep.