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Thursday, April 3, 2008
New list
My newest list is a list of things I don't like to eat. My mom has been asking me for this list since the beginning of time, so now I'm writing it down as I think of it. Love you, Mom. Thanks for putting up with your picky sons.
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girl with freckles
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Speaking of food... we should really do lunch sometime before I leave. Really.
April 12, 2008 at 1:46 AM
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quesadillas
apples
honey
PB&J
peanut butter
mashed potatoes
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tamales
pizza
spaghetti
Foods I don't like
hot dogs
semi-cooked pancakes
Cheerios and orange juice at the same time
the hard stuff in the middle of a peach
tapioca pudding
iceberg lettuce
the last artichoke I had was lousy
oatmeal, usually
kashi
slimey veggies
oil by itself
jello
cooked spinach
vinegar, usually
the white stuff on oranges
Red Delicious apples
Peeps
really expensive cheese
soymilk, sometimes
animals
fruit in yogurt
asparagus
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Speaking of food... we should really do lunch sometime before I leave. Really.
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