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30 December 2010
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I really, really like the smell of red onions and when I lived alone would bite into a small one, raw, to wake me up in the morning. Better then coffee.
If they're good, I will eat all the French fries. I will eat the French fries until they're gone. I will eat all the French fries even if the kitchen served me twice as many as usual. If you don't help me eat all the French fries, I will eat them even if I'm full, even if all that's left is hard little scrids and scrads of overcooked fries. I WILL EAT ALL THE FRENCH FRIES.
In 1988 I borrowed $200 from a friend and then he moved and I never found his forwarding address and then I moved a thousand miles away and one thing led to another and I still owe the guy $200 and it EATS AT ME and I can't find him online and all of our mutual friends are dead (seriously) and it makes me feel like a deadbeat.
Starting every year in September, I eat candy corn nonstop for three months. I eat pretzels with the candy corn, because they cut the sweetness and that allows me to eat more candy corn.
This is shameful, but it is unfortunately not a secret. People at work buy me candy corn in the fall. They are enablers, and as nurses they should really know better.
When the last episode of Buffy aired I was on travel for work. I ordered a steak from room service and ate it sitting in bed, alone in the dark, while watching and sobbing.
(I wasn't even a huge fan...I stopped watching around the "Riley season" and came back for the last one.)
When the last episode of Buffy aired I was on travel for work. I ordered a steak from room service and ate it sitting in bed, alone in the dark, while watching and sobbing.
I took over the common *big* TV in the dorm commons and brought snacks for the 5 other Buffy fans all crying into hankies and shit.
Ok. I do not have a smart phone, or even unlimited texting.
I saw "Black Swan" today, and probably spent $2 on text messages on top of ticket price. I enjoyed it, and am going to check The Whelk's older thread now.
To my possible shame, I did not find the director character particularly out of line or abusive, because he was right.
I really like that stupid tv show about those chicks auditioning for the Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders.
I am intrigued. I have never heard of this show. I will have to find it.
When walking, I love passing everyone and feeling a bit smug because I walk faster and am, therefore, superior.