duders,
pistachio is just almond with green in it!!!
no.
for real.
pistachio flavor is green+almond+nuts=trickery.
ok.
so, now you know.
and therefore,
you can easily figure out that when i say i like pistachio,
i actually like when i add green to almond,
and then put some actual pistachio nuts up in it, for marginal authenticity...
yikes.
my innocence is lost, kids,
but,
i found out that cake is still pretty expert even when it's lying.
uh-huh.
neighbors,
go ahead and check the somewhat-green-type teleport:
pistachio cake.
hahahaha.
c'mon.
it tastes like it's supposed to, anyway,
and it's got three layers of nutty
with key lime frosting.
now that's genuine expert sh!t.
i mean it.
zest and juice and sugar an' that.
it's the perfect summery taste for my face,
and it goes along perfectly as a partner for the pistachio jauns.
and with some of those roasted salty pistachios on top, too?
mmmmmmmmm.
salty, sweet, nutty, tart...and all at once.
i couldn't stop eating them.
that's no joke.
***********
y'know those fevers where your whole body locks up with painful chills?
yeah.
like,
your exhalations are a thousand degrees of superfiery air,
and you're sweating all over the place,
but you're still F*ing freezing harder than ever,
even under all the winter-style covers?
mmhmmm.
i am enjoying some of that right now.
in fact,
it's four a.m. and i'm wondering what the heck sleep is waiting for....
hard styles and long nights and hard times and everything that makes me feel tired.
i guess i needed to be sick?
sure.
who doesn't love a weak and enfeebled sodden-browed shaker?
right?
this year has been a real bastard so far,
and it looks like there's plenty more where that came from.
tea and toast and more tea for me, kids.
tonight is the night,
or rather,
this morning is here far too soon.
maybe i'll burn up, shiver myself to shrapnel, or melt away.
i'm ready for whatever,
i just wish it'd get on with it;
never quiet, never soft.....
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