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For the first time in my life...I had a breakfast this morning of ice cream and twinkies.

Make that a twinkie. One. Only one. I swear.

I don't think this is exactly an indication of my inability to live alone. Not really. It's just that I was up at 5:45, tramping around in boots feeding five horses and an adorable foal named Valentino, and by the time I got inside and picked all the hay out of my hair and got ready to leave for work, I didn't have time to make eggs or toast or (horrors) oatmeal or any of those nice healthy things. Ice cream and twinkies were available, and therefore that is what I ate.

I don't think this makes me immature. I was putting the animals in my charge first, you see? I wasn't thinking of myself.

Anyway. Lunch will probably be skipped altogether, due to anticipated phone calls happening at inconvienient odd hours (don't feel guilty, savetheolives, I'm only joking), but I'll have a mid-afternoon snack of sauted chicken and...um...cheese, probably. Chicken and cheese! What could be better?

And I have a whole jar of chocolate to take home with me today, since I refuse to leave it at work over the weekend. I will not go hungry. It will fortify me as I write my research paper which is due *gackcough* Monday.

I'm so happy about Sunday. My first fellowship dinner at the new church! Fun, fun. I'm taking brownies...delicious fudgy brownies.