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July 22, 2004


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Just reading your archives. This one made me LOL.

I think the tendency to:

(Instead I'm holding out, as if I'm magically going to like salads better when they are made of rotting leaves. Yum!)

is in the genes. My mom does it. I do it. Ick.

Love your stuff!

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