This is currently sitting in my office:
I really want to eat a piece. I ate a small piece yesterday since it was a birthday cake for the boss after all. I thought I was going to be saved from the temptation of eating more because the boss took the cake home yesterday to share with her family. She brought it back today. BROUGHT IT BACK!!!
Now I can heard it whispering to me from the back lunch room, eat me, I am delicious and moist and chocolaty. A Martha Stewart recipe I was told, by the professionally trained chef in the office. She said that even she was impressed with how well the cake turned out. Ignoring that face that this hunk of cake is sitting not more than 20 feet away from me is really hard. Chocolate cake doesn't really fit in with my current diet plan. MUST RESIST.
UPDATE: I resisted! Borg I will beat you.