As I sit here, indulging myself, I realize something: a piece of my beef jerky is sparkling. Like, I shift it in the light and it looks like it's covered in glitter.
This can mean one of two things:
(1) it is made of a unicorn, and if I eat enough, I'll get a wish
(2) it is made of a sparklepire, in which case I will probably not be well in the next 12 hours
/rewatches Eva from the beginning...,.,.,.
/slowly descends into madness