Absense

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I am broke- I can't even afford a full leg & bikini wax.

I get lost- and call matt sobbing into the phone, until he says some jokes and then i am laughing and smiling into the phone.

I am also dirty- yep, I don't shower unless I "deserve it" - also a character trait among anorexics and sadomasochists. In fact, today I wore the same thing I wore yesterday (you had to be there!!!).



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new york herald tribune

today i was living in a fantasia. well, because i was thinking about marshmallow fluff and peanut butter sandwiches. and, strawberry milk.

Today I got the brilliant idea to make a fluff sandwich and for cultural exchange purposes, take a photograph of myself making it, and send it to my pen pal Sandrine! Well, I made it, took a photo, but couldn't really eat it. My mom never gave me junk like that in my lunch boxes. So tonight was my first time ever. I remember in grammar school, I thought only the lucky or rich kids got to eat that for lunch. Now at my job, I see many kids eating it, and I have the same awe-struck feeling like "Did your mom really pack that for you?" I have to wonder how much persuasion or coercion is going on on behalf of children to get this in their lunch boxes. What parent really feeds their kid this? in their right mind?

what do you think of strawberry milk? A routine trip to the supermarket, where I was expecting to get some traditional adult items; milk, bread, yogurt. well turns out all I could focus on was the strawberry milk aisle. Yep, and I started thinking "how come they don't really make this?" Because they just had the tiny kids' size. so i bought a bunch (hormone-free organic of course).

Guess what, only americans say "a bunch."