I want to eat my hands.

[rorqual]

I treated myself to a jar of philosophy's handcream, handmade, and it smells like lemon poppyseed cake. I've been sniffing myself all day. I want to smear it all over my body and see if that turns me into a lemon poppyseed cake. Because then everyone would love me. Oh god oh god, why can't I be made of flour and sugar and wonderful seasonings?

Also, I baked an apple pie tonight. It's good. If you come over you can have some.

That is all.

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[rorqual.livejournal.com]

Oh come now - that guy *clearly* has metal arms. My arms would be made of pie, which would be much better. See how it all works out? :)