1. Crisp fall days are colder than I remembered.
2. Things I Am Allergic To:
Llama, not ginkgo biloba, dust, unknown seafood substance, my grandfather's house, and most recently: farm life. Or EB's cat. Or EB's house. Or EB's blankets/sheets/pillows. Or just Vermont itself. There was something on that farm that made me sneeze so much that I'm not sure if I still have a soul.
3. Dear 5-7 Pounds:
Yes, we had a great time meeting each other in Taiwan. But it's been a little over a week now and I'm not eating as much crap as I did then. So please, leave me. Leave me now.
Bitterly,
Fleshy and Confused
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