I lust for the potato.2:26 p.m. - 2004-04-09
I went running again today. When I got home I was so hungry I was this close to actually lusting after food. I wonder if it is the running, or something else?
I'm feeling like dooce today (well, except for the whole breastfeeding thing. Oh, and the pregnant thing before that). When I remembered there was a baked potato left over from yesterday, I said (out loud, increasingly fast, and completely serious), "Where's my potato I need the potato Please find the potato!" (no, there was no one else in the room) And then, when I actually found it, I said, "Thank god." Potatoes don't get so much praise, normally. At least not that I've ever noticed.
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