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Project Five - Attempt 2, Day 4

Date and Time  - Feb. 13th, 2007, 09:33 am

Current Mood  - awake awake
Current Music  - budgies gurgling

For breakfast yesterday I had cream of mushroom soup; for lunch I had spaghetti o's topped with monterey jack; for dinner I had ricotta and spinach stuffed ravioli in tomatoe sauce with parmesan and green and blacks olives; for my first healthy snack I had a clementine, for my second health snack I had dried blueberries.

I didn't get in my exercise quota and I had a white chocolate Lindt ball. Mmm... it was good, but definitely not on the plan.

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Surprise Package

Date and Time  - Aug. 6th, 2005, 10:08 am

Current Mood  - hungry hungry
Current Music  - birds chirping

My sister, [info]ellynx, sent me a package from gotfruit.com out of the blue today. The card read "To help pass the hot days of summer". Inside was a nice wooden box containing large cashews, a fruit heavy trail mix, dried pears, and best of all: cinnamon candied almonds. The almonds are heavenly, completely decadent. I don't think I've ever had nuts that good. The only thing remotely comparable were the honey-roasted cashews I got from a street vendor near Rockefeller Center on my visit to New York City five years ago with [info]purpleglitter and [info]zarthon. It's the only time I've actually been to New York City other than just passing through. I remember having breakfast at Windows on the World. I remember the window that went all the way to the floor near the entrance of the restaurant. I stood on the edge and looked down. The drop was breathtaking, like standing in the sky. It is strange to think the number of people who fell that distance a year later. The winding associations with that fateful day are an odd juxtaposition with sinfully indulgent candied nuts.

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