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Wednesday, December 31, 2003

me thinks i figured out where my food fetish comes from... ever since i was little, i can remember coming over to my grandparents' house. they always offered/offer me food... not once, not twice, but constantly... cookies? chips? pie? cake? coke? kool-aid? would you like me to cook you a steak? want a sandwhich? biscuits? rolls? half a cow?

it's really odd... i never thought about taht before, but i guess if i have to get it from somewhere, that's probably it...

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