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Time: 9:30pm

Hours left: 11.5

I just wrote (it is 9:05 right now) but I have to get this out before I lose the amazing.

Jake whipped up the meringues very well. We put the deliciousness into a ziploc bag so I could squeeze the goo onto the baking sheet. The mix is a light brown colour, and I squeezed them in a sort of ‘dog poo’ shape without meaning to, so we are going to have deliicious faux-poops to eat.

And then we started licking the beaters. OH MY, so soft and light and DELICIOUS and tasty and ooh… it’s like eating sex, but not in a gross way. In the most perfect heavenly delicious soft tasty way. Plus it’s full of espresso powder. And I had an energy drink about an hour ago. I am OFF THE WALLS HYPER I feel like I am high. It is amazing. I don’t need to make coffee, I can just eat these things and oooh… yum yum.

I just read this entry to Jake, in the same manner that I wrote it in. Because that is the mood I am in now. Oh, yes. It is fabulous. I love being sugar high. it is just one of the greatest most fun things ever and it is WOO and someone is setting off fireworks. I hear them but can’t see them (not that I’m looking out the wnidow.. but I know I won’t be able to see them so why bother looking?) I wonder if it is the same people that were making me smell like a bbq before. When we went for a walk, I returned smelling like a bbq because that’s what the outside air smells like. I still smell like it, as well as EVIL CILANTRO.

Words look weird. Words like cilantro and couch.

Jake is showering right now. I want to shower, I’m starting to sweat a bit. This place is so messed up. It is late! Not sweaty time! I mean, it could be, but all I’m doing is sitting on the couch! That should yay not be sweaty time.

That yay was because Jake said he was done showering so I yayed at him and subconsciously typed it into the entry! I love when that happens!

Title: …FRITTATAS!

I wish I knew why.

Jake says we are stoned right now, but hyper-stoned. He would know. I have no experience with drugs. I do have experience with hyper and sugar rushes and overdosing on energy drinks. I did that once, and then Jenn and I (well, at least I) started jumping on the road because it was like a trampoline. And then we ran around the playground to get rid of the energy. Was this when we were kicking around thetiny mcdonald’s football? Or was that another time? We went to that playground a lot. It had awesome swings. I love the swings, if you do it right it is like an entire body workout. Plus playing on the swings at midnight or later is just amazingly fun, you cal look up at the stars and just zone out. We went to that playground a lot because the swings did not creak under my weight. Not that I am heavy, I’m average, but I’m am much heavier than the average australian child.

I have to stop typing soon. I don’t want to. This is great. This is probably one of my most favourite entries ever. I am in love with all these words that I have typed.

Meringues are half done, they get pulled out of the oven at 10pm. I wonder how soon I can eat one? I’ve never had them FRESH, always from a store. Because that one time Natey tried to make them, he didn’t copy the whole recipe and tehrefore did not know if you bake them or set them in the fridge so we put them in the fridge and that didn’t work so we just ate them as is. FUN!

I hope you are all doing as well as I am right now.

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Hehehehe hyper is fun! Nom espresso meringues!

RYN: Ah it gets sore on and off. I think I slept on it weird last night as well…wouldn’t help!

Sugar highs ROCK!!!! Enjoy.

July 31, 2010

your doing great… They brought chicken and various salads, it was yummy to my tummy. they are like another set of parents to me so I have many happies!!! glad your enjoying the merangues.

July 31, 2010

Send some of those my way would you, we’re both dragging.

August 1, 2010

being all hopped-up on that sugar was fuuuuun.