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Photopost! Lemons and Dinosaus
Finally got around to uploading the last two months worth of photos. Which means it is time to make photoposts, yayyyyyy.
First photopost is about food, because
First off, I believe I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I made a lemon meringue pie. This is that pie. It is an amazingly perfect looking pie.
(My food photography skills leave something to be desired, but we can forgive that, because PIE. And look at how well the meringue browned. Goddamn, that was a fantastic pie.)
***
Moving right along in the lemon family, we have this photo I snapped one early-morning while walking to get food before internship:
It was such a sad and lonely lemon. And it only got worse as I got closer:
Poor lemon.
***
Now, you must understand that part of ethical non-monogamy, for me, involves not pitting my boys against each other. Both because that's rude and cruel and absolutely the opposite of why I pursue poly relationships1 and because I am not some trinket or prize to be "won" by the boy who presents the finest skill of some sort or another.
That being said, a long time ago, there was a hanging-with-friends, in which one friendboy was making the rest of us pancakes. In jest, I requested a pancake in the shape of a dinosaur. And he delivered:
I mentioned this story to a particular boy and he has, twice now, made me a pancake in the shape of a dinosaur:
Which is ridiculously boss. And I started bragging about this all over the place, because _dinosaur pancakes_, guys! Seeing how squeeful I was made, a third boy found himself overcome with jealousy. And the next breakfast, I encountered this:
So, I think what I'm trying to say is that you don't _need_ to make me dinosaur pancakes in order to win my love, but goddamn are dinosaur pancakes awesome. And while I normally make a point of not promoting competition, I'm totally going to go ahead and tell everyone who wants to court me that I simply cannot love you in the same way if you don't at least *try*2 to make me such delicious beasties.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Because I get different things out of different relationships, is a lot of it.
2: And if Magus is reading this, you _still_ owe me pancakes that win friends and influence people. Dinosaur shaped or not.
First photopost is about food, because
First off, I believe I mentioned a couple weeks ago that I made a lemon meringue pie. This is that pie. It is an amazingly perfect looking pie.
(My food photography skills leave something to be desired, but we can forgive that, because PIE. And look at how well the meringue browned. Goddamn, that was a fantastic pie.)
***
Moving right along in the lemon family, we have this photo I snapped one early-morning while walking to get food before internship:
It was such a sad and lonely lemon. And it only got worse as I got closer:
Poor lemon.
***
Now, you must understand that part of ethical non-monogamy, for me, involves not pitting my boys against each other. Both because that's rude and cruel and absolutely the opposite of why I pursue poly relationships1 and because I am not some trinket or prize to be "won" by the boy who presents the finest skill of some sort or another.
That being said, a long time ago, there was a hanging-with-friends, in which one friendboy was making the rest of us pancakes. In jest, I requested a pancake in the shape of a dinosaur. And he delivered:
I mentioned this story to a particular boy and he has, twice now, made me a pancake in the shape of a dinosaur:
Which is ridiculously boss. And I started bragging about this all over the place, because _dinosaur pancakes_, guys! Seeing how squeeful I was made, a third boy found himself overcome with jealousy. And the next breakfast, I encountered this:
So, I think what I'm trying to say is that you don't _need_ to make me dinosaur pancakes in order to win my love, but goddamn are dinosaur pancakes awesome. And while I normally make a point of not promoting competition, I'm totally going to go ahead and tell everyone who wants to court me that I simply cannot love you in the same way if you don't at least *try*2 to make me such delicious beasties.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: Because I get different things out of different relationships, is a lot of it.
2: And if Magus is reading this, you _still_ owe me pancakes that win friends and influence people. Dinosaur shaped or not.