News!

I could really go for some pie right about now.

Alas, I will have to make do with chocolate ice cream with chocolate cookies on it, covered with chocolate syrup.

In other news, I can't believe that I've actually succumbed to blogging something perilously close to "whatever happens to be in my head at the moment". It seems to me that people aren't really interested in hearing about what other people eat (unless one has some sort of food-related pedigree, like actually being able to cook stuff, or having relations with a chef or something), and that a truly interesting bit of writing should be constructed, rather than simply spewed forth from the gaping maw of ennui.

Does the fact that I just blogged about food AND used the word ennui mean that I've "jumped the shark"? Does it mean that I'm French? Is there a French fish I can hop over? I think that would be kinda fun.