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Thursday, March 11, 2010

shell

This morning I was eating a cookie when I bit something hard, and it was some walnut shell. I don't know how that got through--I broke up the nutmeats myself, with my own hands. Kinda weird. I hope no shell fragments are in the cookies I gave to writers group friends last night.

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