Mmmm, delicious (again from La Patisserie).
I should be writing my essay, but reminiscing about this cake was so much more fulfilling. Four more days until I mail this drippy, self-involved packet of redundancy off to the icy hellscape, where it will be critiqued by a similarly drippy, self-involved panel of redundancy. Oh the joys of an English major. We are like the convent-sequestered virgin brides of yesteryear who have learned no real skills beyond an arsenal of rich husband-pleasing antics: stitching, literary analysis, waxing poetic on cultural theory at upscale cocktail parties, derrida/fanon/deleuze/barthes/lacan/and the rest of the snooty mafia francais.
2 comments:
yeah, I heard you were back in Cali doing nothing but writing your thesis. i love the search for the next pussycat dolls too, it is usually uploaded to youtube the next day, but for some reason ANTM isn't! blah!
Oh god that cake looks so delicious.
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