I tried this new thing where I lay a couple slices of mozzarella on my frozen corndog before cooking it in the oven so that the cheese melts, tucking my dog in a blanket of stretchiness. And then I drizzle hot sauce (homemade fermented anaheim and pineapple hot sauce tyvm) on it and carry it to the top of Davin's renovated treehouse where the breeze is so nice, I'm almost shivering. But I don't want to move because the inside of my apartment is no less than 100 degrees. So I happily eat my mess of a dressed up frozen corndog and wash it down with a glass of sparkling calafate while staring out at my neighborhood wondering if I should maybe go for a walk (spoiler: I don't) because what I didn't mention already is that prior to this doctored up corndog, I gobbled down a container of leftover fries just drenched in garlic oil.
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