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On the cocoa front, I soothed the savage whatever by having chocolate sauce with crepes for breakfast today. You might think that the appropriate ordering there would be crepes with chocolate sauce, but, like the kid in the Kraft "Cheese and Macaroni" commercials, I have my priorities in quite the proper order. That indulgence also neatly used up the last egg in the house so that it didn't linger overly long in solitary. Anyway, where I'm going with this is that there will not be expensive imported cocoa powder in my near future.

Fortifed by that complete breakfast, I turned my attention to the AMV project, which is driving me up the damn wall. I'm still less than twenty seconds into the damn thing, but the idea that I had for the second line of the song fell apart when I cut and spliced it together. It made no visual sense. This is because I suck.

Now, I have in the past claimed to ramble incoherently and yet, below the cut, you found things of value. However, I really mean it this time.

( I'm going to ramble on incoherently and at great length-- If you want to read it, you know the drill. )