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Thursday, 04 November 2004 | Weakness

I can't decide whether to be unhealthy or healthy. There's a certain charm to eating available scraps, cereal for dinner, a frozen waffle as you walk down the sidewalk. Other times I pride myself on regular trips to the grocery store, cooking semi-elaborate balanced meals, and feeling a sort of culinary "responsibility." Currently I'm in the former stage. Bananas, toast, eggs, instant oatmeal. Burritos are my vegetable.

Sometimes, when I'm deep (too deep) into stage one, I will eat things that I find a little humbling, even if no one's around to witness it. Peanut butter and jelly, but separately and by themselves? Once I was on the phone with Scott P. when he happened to ask what I was doing that very moment. "I'm not telling," I said. I gave in, though, and admitted that I'd just eaten a spoonful of dry hot chocolate powder.

Batter and raw biscuit dough are a weakness, too.

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