For the past few years, I have had a definite aversion to particular dinner utensils, those being normal forks and spoons. To take their place, I've adapted to using salad forks [for their short nature] and parfait spoons [because they're long and skinny!] in my normal eating routine. And even in my abnormal eating routine. Fun fact that I thought you should know about me. :D P.S. Whenever I eat ice cream, I also prefer to use a fork.
Walking into my house today after ridiculous light flavors that insist on yellowing as I pull up, I noticed half of a crust-less 9x13 pumpkin pie waiting for me. Cold. Just the way I like it. I pretty much had a party while reading One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest. Yeah. Plus it made me feel better after many more miles of cardio than should have been done. I'm gone to do homework. Or something like that. Cheers. :D
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