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Me being obsessive when I want to be, I went over to A Fares Cafe on break and asked them to make me a toasted bagel with Peanut butter and banana. The guy behind the counter didn’t quite get it… he was about to put peanut butter right on a peeled banana. I set him right though. So, I managed to take care of my craving.

Not so queasy anymore, which is good.

John said to me when I was getting my bagel, “Are you sure you’re not pregnant?” No, I’m not. Let that be the end of that.

1 Comment

  • Anonymous

    October 20, 2000 at 1:51 pm

    phew

    and you answered my question for me! oh so smart are you to be reading my mind like that!

    glad to hear that there’s no little one being produced (although if that’s what you wanted, I would be delighted!)

    -jinx