I thumb my nose at you who insist that my birthday must be over by now, because, ha-ha, who’s the one who came home today to a birthday package just arrived from Sydney, a jolly box stuffed with champagne chocolate and a delightful pink Turkish delight, all nestled in packaging shiny and gold like merriment and gaiety?


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did you eat it yet? the scuffed brown one is still looking at me and i'm thinking i should probably eat it soon, with a cup of stockholm blend.
not say, not say.
yes, i do.
hngh!
YARH! i ates it, and i likes it. oh my word, how i savored each little chocolatey gummy pistachioey bite. the accessoire was a cup of jasmine flower green tea, the tea you sent me from red flower. mmmm. i keep meaning to tell you, and i keep forgetting, that the tea leaves are little rolled-up balls of tea leaves that, when you steep them, open up, all teatime languor, like little worms. or little babies fingers, i guess. heee.
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