There’s burnt fetus in my throat!

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Time: 10pm

Hours left: 11

I’m still bouncing off the walls, but in a calm sort of way if that is at all possible.

The meringues actually smell like they are burning right now. I’m afraid to see the bottoms of them. They have to sit in the now-off oven for about 2 hours to cool calmly so I won’t be able to even try one until midnight.

Jake is listening to music on his headphones. Which sucks a tad, because I want to listen to music but I don’t want headphones because then I feel trapped and that is not fun at all.

ACtually now that I think about it, I don’t want music yet. I’m too much enjoying the peace and quiet. Heh, almost said peach and quiet. I wonder if Jake is planning on sleeping tonight? He hasn’t mentioned it but I imagine he will.

I can’t bake anything for at least two hours!

My strongbad alarm clock is being VERY LOUD. But that is a good thing I guess.

I am really having fun now. I love blogathoning once it gets into the silly hours, and it is approaching that. Because I don’t normally consume caffeine, I don’t need it during the daylight hours, so I have to wait until blogathon-night before I can consume such with a purpose.

I should take a fwe pictures for the next entry. I dont know what of though.

Title: I actually said "burp fetus" but Jake heard me wrong. I remember saying that too, we were driving to Target and drinking… I think it was sprite from subway.