Life imitates art

[ksmith]

Write scene in which protag has a peanut butter and jam sandwich and a glass of milk.

Ponder evening snack. Find oneself craving a peanut butter and jam sandwich and a glass of milk. Takes same.

I also yawn when I write about a character yawning. I yawn when I think about writing about a character yawning.

I yawn when I think about yawning.

Comments

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

"It was the bread of wheat, it was the bread of rye, it was crunchy peanut butter, it was smooth and creamy peanut butter, it was the Season of cold milk, it was the Time of hot chocolate, it was toasted, it was untoasted, we were all going to cut away the crusts, we were all going to leave the crusts alone--in short, the sandwich was so far like every other sandwich that those who would partake of it insisted upon its being received on a plate, to catch the drips."

[lisamantchev.livejournal.com]

*beams* Fabulous! Except, yanno, now I want a sandwich.

*sad eyes*

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

What kind of jam?

[lisamantchev.livejournal.com]

Apricot-raspberry. ;)

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

Ohhhh...

[lisamantchev.livejournal.com]

Yeaaaaah, I make that every year (except this one, that is, when I made No Jam At All, which sounds like a blues song, right?)

[kristine-smith.livejournal.com]

I made no jam
I made no jam at all
I made no jam
I made no jam at all
I look in my cupboard
I don't see no jam, no jam, no jam, no jam at all

My momma made jam
My grandmama made jam, too
But I didn't make no jam
And it's all because of you

I made no jam
etc...

[lisamantchev.livejournal.com]

Yup! We just need to work in how my baby left me, my hound dog ran off and my truck died, and we're set. *G*

It was a dark and stormy rye...

[elmunadi.livejournal.com]

If only you used your powers for good instead of evil...