Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Feeling like a feline
No, I'm not coughing up fur balls! But the combination of being busy and having no motivation to shop for food the last two days has made me a bit worried. You see, the last two or three nights I have had the same, lack luster, though fairly tasty, supper. It has consisted of home grown tomatoes from a parishioner's garden and a can of tuna! The thing is, as I open the can of tuna and scrape out its contents, this feeling comes over me that I am somehow becoming a cat. I think it is more than just the fact that the can is tuna, but the fact that my dinner is being scraped out of a can that gets me. How pathetic. But it is good, I have to say.

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