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Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Okay. Now it's just past lunch time and I fear my memory is rapidly deterating with each new day. I did not eat anything sweet yet, I don't think, but I taste like peanuts... I know I told myself to end my lunch with tea instead of chocolate, which I am on my way to get, but my mouth tastes like peanuts. It can't be from breakfast, I've had coffee and strawberries since then. And I swear I don't remember eating the nut cluster on my desk. I specifically recall wrapping it up in a tissue and setting aside for an absolute emergency.

Did I eat it behind my back?

Why do I taste like peanuts? I don't necessarily detect any chocolatey debry in my teeth, but there is no mistaking peanutty goodness, so where did it come from?

Hmmm, I don't remember eating that cluster...


Must be from the peanut butter and jelly sandwich I just had for lunch.



The reason I couldn't remember doing something was because I didn't do it in the first place.

Brain is safe.

But at the same time I couldn't put a taste together with an recent action that just happened within the hour.

Brain is doomed.

Darn it all.
If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it's when my breakfast apple is rotten. I feel so betrayed. Deceived, if you will. It seemed fine, hard on the outside, no soft spots... but the truth of the matter is it ain’t nothing but brown rot and fuzzy seeds on the inside. OH such a horrible feeling when I split it in half and found such a mess. Thought for a second that maybe with the right amount of peanut butter.... no no. Just throw it away.

So here I sit, appleless.

Great. Now what am I going to do.

Think I may starve to death. Then again, I have some peanut butter. It's winking at me. No one said you have to eat it with anything. Sticky breakfast, but good old protein all the same.