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The cheesecake is delicious. The crust is ever so slightly burned, but the filling is sooo good, and despite the burning, the crust is actually pretty yummy too. It's one of the better cheesecakes I've made.
I took a nap just now and woke up smelling steak. It's bad if you smell toast, right? That means you're having a stroke? What does it mean if you smell steak? Does it mean you need protein? Man, I want a steak....
I had a really weird dream this morning. It started out as a dream involving a guy I used to date, who then turned into Logan Huntzberger. I left Logan upstairs in a mansion and went downstairs and was suddenly in the rental area of a ski resort. A guy I knew a long, long time ago was sitting at a table, and called me over. I sat down and he began a psychological experiment on me, where he had some other woman rate me on things like first impression, appearance, style of dress, et cetera. Then he made me the standard and had her rate other women compared to me. I was concerned about my rating during this process, but I was probably more concerned with being aware of this guy's presence to my left. I hadn't seen him in so long, and in the dream I wanted to hug him and ask him questions and talk to him and spend time with him, not take part in a silly psychological experiment. And then I woke up.
I took a nap just now and woke up smelling steak. It's bad if you smell toast, right? That means you're having a stroke? What does it mean if you smell steak? Does it mean you need protein? Man, I want a steak....
I had a really weird dream this morning. It started out as a dream involving a guy I used to date, who then turned into Logan Huntzberger. I left Logan upstairs in a mansion and went downstairs and was suddenly in the rental area of a ski resort. A guy I knew a long, long time ago was sitting at a table, and called me over. I sat down and he began a psychological experiment on me, where he had some other woman rate me on things like first impression, appearance, style of dress, et cetera. Then he made me the standard and had her rate other women compared to me. I was concerned about my rating during this process, but I was probably more concerned with being aware of this guy's presence to my left. I hadn't seen him in so long, and in the dream I wanted to hug him and ask him questions and talk to him and spend time with him, not take part in a silly psychological experiment. And then I woke up.
