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[danuv]

Someday when I have more money that I know what to do with I'm getting this. Mmmm. Cheese.

ETA:

I just fell into a drugged sleep and dreamed about a rat who walked upright, was several feet tall and wore a trenchcoat. He handed me a revolver and we started trying to hunt down this two foot tall French cheese (you know the kind the sell by the piece rather than the slice with the lovely rinds) who had legs and arms and despite the lack of a head wore a fedora. It was film noir meets formaggio.

Chava wants cheese.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/idlewild_/]

Hmm. I wonder how much we spend on cheese now. I'm guessing not enough to make switching to delivery cheese viable :D Pity.

[danuv.livejournal.com]

If any of Atlanta's better cheese stores were easier to get to on Marta I would more than likely be spending that much on cheese every year. :)

[http://users.livejournal.com/idlewild_/]

I love the cheese dream. Awesome. We could easily spend that much at whole foods and wild oats but I am trying to be good.

[thehangedman.livejournal.com]

Reminds me of Gun, With Occasional Music. Except with more rats and cheese.

[adric]

Just so long as no one was asking for small favours, or opening doors in odd places.

[danuv.livejournal.com]

That book looks so wrong.

[danuv.livejournal.com]

There were doors and it was an overall 'odd place'. I kinda want to go back. Dreams ought to be more reliably repeatable.