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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