And I want to thank you for giving me the best day of my life.
It is my carefully researched conclusion that something in the universe has, quite obviously, begun to shift. This may seem somewhat off base, but--trust me when I say that I have evidence.
One oddity concerning my dietary habits entails the unusual things that I enjoy eating in contrast to the absolutely normal things that I refuse to eat. For instance: I love to eat canned pears with cheddar cheese on them. Or sushi, which 68% of my friends refuse to even try. I eat almost every vegetable you put in front of me. I love potato pancakes, which I think only exist in Christian's house. Yet, on the other hand? I have a newly acquired distaste for chicken parmigiana, and I'm not sure why. I rather the PopTarts without the frosting. I only eat hamburgers when I have a sore throat or a fever. And until recently, my ban on hotdogs, bologna, and spam stood strong! With the exception of barbequed hot dogs, I have a strong disdain for processed foods. With spam, though--there is very good reasoning for my hatred. At the age of nine, I managed to break a tooth while eating a spam sandwich. For the record, I don't know why this happened. At all. I don't care to find out, either. However. Due to an obvious recent shift in the universe, as previously stated, my food taste has slightly been distorted. I have eaten two regular hot dogs and fried bologna in the past month. By choice.
I am concerned for my mental health more than anything else at the moment.
Also: Mary can drive the van again. We're very excited.
One oddity concerning my dietary habits entails the unusual things that I enjoy eating in contrast to the absolutely normal things that I refuse to eat. For instance: I love to eat canned pears with cheddar cheese on them. Or sushi, which 68% of my friends refuse to even try. I eat almost every vegetable you put in front of me. I love potato pancakes, which I think only exist in Christian's house. Yet, on the other hand? I have a newly acquired distaste for chicken parmigiana, and I'm not sure why. I rather the PopTarts without the frosting. I only eat hamburgers when I have a sore throat or a fever. And until recently, my ban on hotdogs, bologna, and spam stood strong! With the exception of barbequed hot dogs, I have a strong disdain for processed foods. With spam, though--there is very good reasoning for my hatred. At the age of nine, I managed to break a tooth while eating a spam sandwich. For the record, I don't know why this happened. At all. I don't care to find out, either. However. Due to an obvious recent shift in the universe, as previously stated, my food taste has slightly been distorted. I have eaten two regular hot dogs and fried bologna in the past month. By choice.
I am concerned for my mental health more than anything else at the moment.
Also: Mary can drive the van again. We're very excited.