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Is There Even Such a Thing Broccoli and Bean Cassarole? I've never had.

At this rate my blog will soon be a sorry scattering of sporadic mea culpas. I'm busy. Very busy. Too busy to fix my broken computer. Too busy to organize my sock drawer. Too busy to read lengthy books, and too busy to think about writing for this.

In about a month I want to be done applying to MFA programs. My professor's fallen through, so I am relying solely on my own skill, wit, and taste to prepare my portfolio. This has meant long hours in dim lighting, sipping tea, blowing through my fingers to keep warm, and listening to music. I'm convinced its the most pleasure a person can experience alone without the aid of explosives and/or liquor.

(Note to anyone from the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms, and Explosives: Just kidding! The most explosive thing I've ever messed with is broccoli and bean casserole, and I'd never dream of handling it while under the influence of alcohol! Like Nancy said, just say no!)