I still can’t connect to the part of my brain that knows how to put words together in a readable fashion. This is extremely frustrating. Meanwhile, I let the ideas burble and bubble and brew.

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I popped into the local Curves the other night and started the paperwork to transfer my membership from San Jose to here – it’s only been forever – and am both nervous and excited about hitting the gym tomorrow morning.

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I considered giving up cheese for Lent, but I’m not sure I could stick to that while still limiting carbs. Cheese, nuts, and olives are my life these days. Oh, and yogurt. Fuzzy agrees that if I give up caffeine it would be hazardous to his health.

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Someone needs to remind me to post about my favorite tea shop, ever.

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Project Runway SPOILERS:
Oh god, they kept Wendy IN?!!! I’m not sure how I feel about that. I WANT to like her because she does have talent, even if her choices aren’t always the most glamorous, and because she’s a working mother and not 23, but I have a problem with her utter bitchiness, and I mean, not in an amusing way. (Her website, btw, reveals that she actually has more talent than was seen in the competition)

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Desperate for a taste of tradition, and needing some good comfort food, I made meatless pasta e fagioli (which, in the dialect of Italian I grew up hearing, was always ‘basta fazool’). It wasn’t garlicky enough, but I found another blogger who not only grew up hearing a similar pronunciation, but ALSO has a great (not meatless) recipe posted, which I will try next week or the week after.

I think it’s never garlicky enough, really.