After eating 2 donuts for lunch today at The Fractured Prune (I had French Toast and Rolo), I had this conversation with my friend, Laura.
Gnomie: i know.
i told you, we need to go there to eat donuts
its amazing
Laura: here's the thing
I don't "go" to eat donuts
Donuts come to eat me
4 comments:
oh GREAT. you know, i really think she needs to cut down on the numbers of hours she dedicates to that office. this is what happens when you put toothpaste on your curling iron burns.
yum. where is this fractured prune? this is something in life I should partake of. I'm gonna check into plane tickets right now.
I found your blog through a comment you left with Nemesis. It is strange to find you have much in common with other people, or maybe it just means that I don't have a shred of originality. My blog is called "Nomad." My husband and I read "Into the Wild" not long ago. I've never met anybody who has read this book. I'm also a Taurus who was an FHE mom at USU. It was like in the early 90's however. Just interesting.
Why are you a nomad?
is that michael? it looks like michael.
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