March 3rd, 2012

Rainbow || Rainbow northern lights.

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Someone put my ice cream in the fridge.

The mind, it boggles.

Now I shan't be finishing my ice cream by eating it; I shall finish it by drinking it with as few slurps and drips to my shirt as I can manage.

Thankfully, it has only simplified the eating process: when once I would have the pathway 'carton --> spoon --> mouth --> happy taste-buds' I shall have 'carton --> mouth --> happy taste-buds'. (Implied in 'happy taste-buds' is 'happy Kiwi', in case you were curious.) The need for a tool has diminished.

Actually, I'll need to be reminded to feel around with my tongue, 'cause this ice cream has chocolate-covered almonds and I am not the biggest fan of choking.