The further and continuing adventures of the girl who sat in the back of your homeroom, reading and daydreaming.
Tuesday, February 05, 2013
For the record: two slices of sourdough French Toast, half a blood orange (sliced), a taste of bacon, half a small tomato (lightly fried -- man, that's good with bacon!), coffee and juice. Because I can.
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Ego vadum perussi vestri prandium
"I saw to what extent the people among whom I lived could be trusted as good neighbors and friends; that their friendship was for summer weather only; that they did not greatly propose to do right; that they were a distinct race from me by their prejudices and superstitions."