Wednesday, November 07, 2001
|1:35 PM|
Hooray. It's a tough day at work but I'm still doing another update. Unfortunately the remote control system on my home computer seems to have died, so the pictures are not yet available. Drat. I'm eating a "Mrs. Freshley's" cupcake "Home baked style pastries and snacks", which is not accurate, but "Ed Higgins, shift 4b-7G's 37,000th 'Hostess Cupcake rip-off" of the week is not as appettizing. Goddamn, this thing is such crap. I am such a whiny bitch about my junkfood, and now I'm totally sick of junk food. Bitch-critical-mass attained.
I miss the salmon and steak I had in Arizona. I (in a singularly stupid faux pas) told lampshade that I normally don't dig fish, salmon in particular. I still got seconds (the small portions I was able to eat on a road trip stomach equal to 'large bites' when I'm at home), and I never get seconds of fish. Crab, oyster, salmon, tuna, fake crabmeat, they all tasted the same when my mom made them. It may be that I don't like fish because they had been cooked in the past in an unusual fashion. Maybe the reason I only liked clam chowder once was because that "once" was outside of my house. If at all possible this payday, I'm getting some damn fish and I'll figure out exactly what I like and what I don't. Goddamn, this damn cupcake has tinges of rotten berry in it. Blarg.
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//That should close up the previous year.
///Say this is the swap from 2001 to 2002, that should close up the 2001 links.
///Problem is, we also need to close up the final month links too.
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