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Oct. 5th, 2003 01:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pegkerrI went downstairs and found Fiona about to eat her lunch, that she'd chosen and prepared for herself. She's melted chocolate chips in the microwave and spread them on the inside of a hamburger bun.
Every feeling revolts.
That did it. I'm fleeing to the May Day Cafe for my own lunch. Away from my offspring.
Every feeling revolts.
That did it. I'm fleeing to the May Day Cafe for my own lunch. Away from my offspring.