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[wally_]

So Tired.

At work today I made chicken salad, butter tarts and mysterious BBQ sauce.  It's mysterious because I don't know what it's for.

Last night was so happy.  Good food was made and eaten, in the company of most excellent people.  I had fun crushing stuff; also spattering tofu pie batter.

Mmmm, pie.  I think later tonight I will have a solitary

Comments

[jewddha]

I could go for pie... we should have a baking extravanaganza

[wally_]

I like how you added an extra syllable in there. And yes, yes we should.

[satan_]

This is such the happy entry.

[wally_]

How can one not be happy when there is pie at hand?

[weepatjoy]

Love you.

[wally_]

And I you. I *still* have Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell! I saw it lying in my room this morning; I haven't read it :P

[weepatjoy]

No one reads it. Mark gave it to me, not having read it. I didn't read it.
I think fate dictates that you should pass it on.
xx

[laweelli]

Oh man, still only a third of the way through jonathon strange and mr. norrell... six months later.
I also just had a piece of your pie from our fest... it was miraculous.
I love you.

[crazypizzamonk]

Okay, but you still also haven't finished Jane Eyre after a... It's been something like 2 years now hasn't it? So really the fact that you're only half way through this new one after six months isn't really all that impressive. You're jane Eyre status though, that is impressive. I've read it about 3 times in the time it's taken you to read it once. I don't think you know how much that amuses me.

My brother ate all the pie that I brought home from our food-night-thing. It made me sad, sad on the inside. Because I didn't get anymore pie...