tobermory's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- PBJ My brain hurts from trying to make spreadsheets balance. At this point I’m willing to just open my wallet and give the bank the correct change and call it a day if it will make everything come out to 0 again. Oh, the glamour of my job. The above comment was from yesterday. I decided not to post the entry because, well – BO-RING. Not that today will be any better. Longer, but not necessarily better. I am having the most crazy ass craving for a peanut butter & jelly. Actually, it’s not so crazy assed because I can trace it to a PBJ I had as a snack last weekend. It was made on close-to-homemade white bread and had Bea’s Ho-Made (made by hos?) Door County Medly jam and it was fantastic. I was thinking of having some sort of lame Lean Cuisine ‘Anytime’ calzone as a pre-gym snack but I think I’ll have a PBJ instead. I know that white flour is the Debbil, but PBJ’s just don’t quite taste the same on multi-grain bread. I should probably eat the apple that I’ve been carrying back and forth to work all week but it’s just so huge and daunting. Mimi Smartypants describes the horror of the Too Big Apple far more eloquently than I ever could. I knew they were huge when I bought them but at the time it seemed like a good idea – now they just seem overwhelming. I suppose I could eat half and throw the rest away (or compost or give it the squirrels) but that seems too wasteful. That’s all – I ‘get’ to leave a little early to day to take in the bank deposit. And no, sadly that’s not a euphemism. Yesterday: 4:11 p.m. - 2007-10-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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