The Pefect Chocolate Cupcake

It was a really weird week, and an even weirder day.  I've had a disgusting headache since Wednesday that has not let up and I have been waking up every morning at 5am automatically (just to name two out of the ordinary occurrences).  Over the past 24 hours I have had way too much caffeine between the three cups of coffee I drank at breakfast yesterday, the big travel mug of green tea this morning, and the mate drink I had at noon today.  Yet, I have still taken naps the past two afternoons...which could explain the waking up at 5am...
Yet, on top of being tired I have also been sort of twitchy in a way and I have gotten many random bursts of energy, one of which resulted in me dancing all the way to my car when leaving school while swinging my running shoes in every which way, which of course eventually resulted in me hitting myself right in the face with one of my shoes.  The side of my eye still hurts from it when I touch it...
Anywho, even with the weird week I felt the need to throw together a batch of cupcakes this Friday night.  I wanted chocolate, so I made chocolate because what I want I get (except not really at all).  I failed to take pictures of the process so I will just describe the process to you in a few words (click here for the real recipe):
I combined boiling water with cocoa powder.  Then I creamed some butter and sugar.  Added some eggs and vanilla.  Combined that with flour, baking soda and salt, and then with the cocoa water.  Filled up 15 cupcake liners and in 18 minutes babycakes were born from the depths of my oven.
They cooled while I ate some dinner.  Then I made some chocolate fudge frosting, which consisted of 4 ounces of melted bittersweet chocolate, powdered sugar, butter, and vanilla all mixed together at a high speed by a KitchenAid Mixer.  Finally I piped that onto the 15 cupcakes and sprinkled them with some snazzy pink sprinkles (sprinkles are one of my favorite things ever)!
Then I ate one, along with my dad, my Marianne, and my darling sister.  They were the PERFECT chocolate cupcake.  Everything was right about them, nothing weird what-so-ever (except for the one that somehow ended up with a little bit of white batter).  So while my whole week may have dragged out in a painful fashion and while I may be planing on going to bed at 8:45 on a Friday night, at least I had a normal and amazing cupcake to end my week.

 My dad greatly enjoyed the cupcake and a photo op.