mallows or mellows?

Is it marshmellows or marshmallows?

Would marshmellows only be for like laid back, cool kids?

Anyway, I had some of the aforementioned tonight. I suddenly had an overwhelming desire to be in front of a campfire with a scrawny, nekkid twig in my right hand with a creamy blob hanging from it. I know some people that like to just 'toast' their mallows...YA BUNCH OF PUSSIES!!! I like mine flaming and just when it looks like it's gonna start sliding down the stick, I blow it out. Yum. Nice black pieces sticking between my teeth.

Well, I found myself sitting here in this apartment, wishing for plump marshmallows. Unfortunately, I only had mini-mallows. I also didn't have a campfire. So, I improvised. I found a tiny tealight candle and a metal nut picker. I doubt that my 'stick' is actually called a 'nut-picker', but it's what I call it. It's the thing that you use after you crack open a walnut of pecan and some of the pesky meat is trying to hide in the corners. That's when you get out your trusty nut picker and go to town.

So, here I was sitting in the living room beneath the glow of the television, flaming mallows on nut picker stick...I fed my desire for the moment. Ah, good times.

After 13 mini-mallows, I decided that I was finished and went to get some dirt to extinguish the fire.

Tomorrow's project:worm-farming indoors.

*yawn* I think it's time to get into the old sleeping bag and count lightning bugs until I fall asleep.

-lata

eating: picking black specks from my teeth
hearing: Clubbed to Death from The Matrix soundtrack
reading: page 136 of my stack of research material
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