I wrote an autobiographical piece for Flash Fiction Friday. (I know I know, autobiography is not fiction, and I don't always play by the rules.) It is not anywhere near the quality of Spinning Girl's story, but it inspired mine.
I put it over here so if you didn't want to commit to a long post, you can just skip on down. It doesn't explain my extreme picky eating, but it does explain my extreme dislike of peaches.
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Go read it, people!
It's a cute story!
Molly, sounds familiar. Do you know who its by?
the presidents of the united states of america! from their self-titled cd...
straight outta seattle, these guys are now jamming with Sir Mixalot...
guess the useless info is paying off...
someday there will be a well paying job for people with tons of useless knowledge.
Stuff like, The presidents of the united states of america, and the name of the monkey from land of the lost.
Then we will be millionaires.
Life will be good, if we live that long.
I once seen a huge tomato worm working it's way through a tomato. It grossed me out so bad I have never been able to eat a tomato on anything ever again. I can totally relate with the peach thing.
that is why i opt for non-organic...i once ate a peach from a friend's tree that had a wormy crawling around...
I say kill the worms! Give me the pesticides!
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