I look so much better when I don't care
Donuts are totally unpesachdik, but since I dropped my parents at the airport before six in the morning, I am eating a jam-filled from Gail Ann's. Outside the construction assembles with rumbles and beeps, but I am eating a fried object the size of a saucer and functionally indistinguishable from pączki. It covered me with granulated sugar instantaneously. The sunrise came up in gilt tissue and lavender and the fluorescent stipple of the windows of dawn-drowned trains.
[edit] No photographic evidence of the donut survived, only the smile on the face of the tiger.

[edit] No photographic evidence of the donut survived, only the smile on the face of the tiger.

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I'm getting ready to go do some early morning substitute teaching for an org that runs English classes for immigrants and refugees, so I **could** be seeing the sunrise, but instead I'm in the kitchen getting tea and telling Wakanomori why the country is more like Nazi Germany than like present-day China (a truly depressing but common type of morning conversation).
I hear that if you get enough granulated sugar on you, it allows you to bend soundwaves and send them up out of the atmosphere. Keep eating donuts.
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A beautiful clear one! It made up for the half-hour of sleep.
I'm getting ready to go do some early morning substitute teaching for an org that runs English classes for immigrants and refugees, so I **could** be seeing the sunrise, but instead I'm in the kitchen getting tea and telling Wakanomori why the country is more like Nazi Germany than like present-day China (a truly depressing but common type of morning conversation).
I am glad of the class you are teaching. I am familiar with the conversation you are having.
*hugs*
I hear that if you get enough granulated sugar on you, it allows you to bend soundwaves and send them up out of the atmosphere. Keep eating donuts.
Roger, wilco. You, too.
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Those things flake; you're golden.
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It's a very impressive donut.
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<3 My morning has been similar, just with chipá instead of a doughnut!
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I would definitely eat one of those!
*hugs*
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It did not fail your original characterization of it as "masc of lumberjack."
(You should get a donut, especially with something risqué written on it.)
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Did you sleep, Nonbinary Bunyan?
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I did sleep! It took a while, so I overslept the curing of the new concrete square in our sidewalk, but we'll see how the Pompeii-scratching hardens.
(If Ζ can be used to denote that a person lives, then surely μ can signify the eternality of cat.)
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It was superb!
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The Platonic donut of my childhood is lemon-filled and dusted with powdered sugar, but jam-filled is my second favorite and Gail Ann's provides a more than satisfying example.
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Thank you! I wish it to you.