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(Mmm, stuffed with cheesecake.)

Hi. You know, we really need to go to the store soon. I put that here so that you helpful darlings can see me on IMs or the like and go "YOU. Did you SHOP for FOOD?" and I will go "Uh." and you will go "GODDAMN IT DO IT NOW!" and I will go "Whoa, okay." and then I will not starve.

Right now I am exploring the useful theory that coffee can be substituted for food in many recipes. I'll let you guys know how that goes.

I don't have much to say here, except that I wanted to note this down: While the boyfriend and I were out at the mall to pick up Okami and Final Fantasy 12, we wandered past a place called The Cheesecake Factory. My instant mental image was of a giant belt-driver production line cheesecake assembly line, possibly heavy-press driven, with large mixing vats and the like. On a lark, we went in.

Instead, it was like... like a cheesecake SPEAKEASY. Imagine that you must walk down a long, dimly lit tunnel, inside of which vanishes the sounds from the mall. You pass a podium on the way. If you arrive at the proper hour, you need a reservation to get in. The lighting gets dimmer, until suddenly you break through into a large windowless room done all in leather and glass and wood. People in red suits walk about casually intermixed with the guests. There is a huge display case and a lettered gold-leaf menu. Indescribable smells fill the air. I think I might have glimpsed an elf.

I felt as if at any moment the police could break in and arrest everyone for possessing ILLICIT CHEESECAKE. It was a curious and kind of thrilling feeling. I wanted to stay and partake of the doubtless illegal combination of banana creme and cheesecake, perhaps something in a faintly narcotic tiramisu, but we decided to leave before we were sucked into wearing masks and listening to unpalatable jazz whilst consuming our foodstuffs, only to vanish with the rising of the sun.

I think a part of me stayed behind.