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Thursday, November 14th, 2002 01:47 pm
So. I'm worn out. Got to bed late again (but talking to [livejournal.com profile] stronae was worth it!). Plus, no frappucino in the house, and no milk to make chai with. So. Sleepy little kitten of a 'song. So I remember, hey! I have a bar of dark espresso-infused chocolate in my purse! Bought that... hm, week before last? So. I get out the chocolate bar. Mmm. Very thick. (Yes. I like the thick ones. Stop giggling.) And I try to break it along the appropriate lines - and, demonstrating that it DOES NOT want to be broken in the manner, it protests by nearly ripping my poor thumbnails off.

OWIE.

*gnaws chocolate vindictively*
Thursday, November 14th, 2002 11:07 am (UTC)
I was going to say something about chocolate salty balls, but decided against it.

Thursday, November 14th, 2002 11:17 am (UTC)
"If you ever need a quick pick-me-up, just stick my balls in your mouth!"