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Today's poem

~ Wednesday, January 25, 2006
 
you can always trust a mother

one of the things about going home is the intensity of the gap that is created between chocolates. at home everything goes downhill. not only do i not exercise there, the chocolate there is intensely richer, european, or both, which means it has a much higher content of cocoa butter. we here usually consume pretty low cocoa butter content in our chocolates. the droste from trader joes' is one of my favourites still. even after mitra's maison du chocolat which she loves to give at christmas. putting this together with the muddy esspresso consumed as often as possible, one gets to be slightly more than slothlike after a while.

all the same, i've done very little gym-ing or walking at night since i've been back. i keep telling myself i'll go, but today for example ended up with me buying red clay instead. a balanced diet of clay and spinning is what's called for these days.

i also find that flossing gets rid of toothaches. i miss dr meeks, and am sad to say i never sent him flowers. i miss robin too, and her motherly-ness. she's one of the few people who truly makes me want to be a mother. her hands were always very reasuring and although forceful, i always trusted the sharpest tools in them.

~ Wednesday, January 18, 2006
 

me: do you ever listen to talk of the nation on the radio?
jen: is that the name of a band or do you actually listen to the radio?

moto for miami: come back to miami, we didn't mean to shoot at you!

word of the week: auspicious


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