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[bedlamsbard]

Okay, I have twenty-seven messages in my inbox, at least twenty of which look like they're e-mail notifications from LJ, so I don't even want to know, as I am planning to spend the next two hours baking a three-layer cake -- my cooking skills are negligible, but I can make a mean tiramisu cake -- but more importantly I NO LONGER HAVE BRACES.

*throws confetti*

Apples. Corn on the cob. Chewing gum!

And for some reason it looks like the next thing I write may be Peter getting laid back in the Golden Age and the development of Narnia's navy, but right now? Cake.