Makes me want a cupcake REAL bad...

Ok, so I know this statement will seem kinda self-evident but right now I want a cupcake. I want to pick out a lovely little pastry of glory, peel back that soft waxy liner, and take a bite out of that soft smooth cake topped with sweet creamy icing. Mmm, can't you just taste it right now, sitting there in the centre of your mouth, all the sweet goodness just melting right into you?
Wow, I just re-read that and I think maybe I have a problem; does my fiance know that I'm cheating on him with a baked good?
I was just walking home from a 12 hour shift and realized that I desperately needed a yummy-yummy confection; trouble is that there are no cupcake shops in my neighbourhood, infact the only place between the subway and my front door is a Tim Hortons. I'll admit it, I gave in, I ate (gasp!) a doughnut. I know, I know, I cheated on my beloved cupcakes. Does it count as cheating if I spent the whole time thinking of you, my dearest?
I'll admit it, that shiny vanilla glaze and colourful sprinkles gently drew me in, but it wasn't anything like buttercream or chocolate ganache or any of the delightful toppings that make me love you. And I do.
Ah my sweet cupcake, I'll be thinking of you...I'll taste you again very soon.