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Oh, LJ, I have missed you. I haven't exactly looked at my friendslist since Thursday night so if something life-changing happened to anyone, I missed it. Also, if you commented over the weekend, I'll be sifting through my email to find those in a bit
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Well, I eloped to Vegas with George Clooney, but other than that, it's been same old, same old. With added tasks at work, because I refuse to be a parasite on my new husband's immense wealth. Also, if I'm at work, I don't have to take care of George's potbellied pig.
Fun Dip and those candy buttons I wasn't allowed to eat unless Mom bought them because people used to put LSD on the paper.
I'm not sure what it says about my mom that she didn't restrict my purchases of hardened-sugar button candy in any way. Of course, I rarely bought it because I always ended up eating bits of paper along with the candy, and if I wanted to eat paper, we had plenty of magazines lying around. I was, however, strongly devoted to Fun Dip, and would suck sugar off the stick until the stick itself was all pointy, and then gobble it up, thereby putting all of my molars at risk because those sticks were hard, dammit. I also really liked those multi-colored nougat things from Brach's, the ones that were mostly opaque white, with translucent colored bits in them. Lord knows why.
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My mom used to get us those nouget candies too! From the price-per-pound mix in the grocery store. We'd also get the inch-long gummy bears that were really too tough to be called gummy bears and the caramels with the cream center and the neapolitan coconut cubes. Man, I loved those coconut things. The nouget things were second only to them. Someone on my friendslist was talking about Fun Dip the other day and how they wished they could just get a big package of the sticks, to which I say, hell yeah. Also, why do they only give you two sticks and three packets of powder? It's like the hot dog/bun paradox. I swear. (The paper gives the candy buttons flavor.)
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I'll see what I can do. George is a little busy buying baby gifts for, like, *all* of his boyfriends who have newborns at home, but I might be able to have him arrange something for you and Mark before we head to Malibu to meet Shiloh. (I know. I didn't say anything to George, because Brad is his favorite, but *Shiloh*? What's next -- Antietam?)
Man, I loved those coconut things. The nouget things were second only to them.
OMG, the Neapolitan coconut things! There was a segment about them on Unwrapped (on the Food Network) and I walked away with the hugest craving for them. Which has just been renewed, along with one for the nougat things. Hmmmm. I'm having a big fangirl thing this weekend with hwmitzy and devildoll and I feel a Candy-Buying Sortie coming on. John would be really good at organizing that, as long as Rodney's not on about citric-acid-as-a-preservative and whatnot.
Also, why do they only give you two sticks and three packets of powder? It's like the hot dog/bun paradox. I swear.
Yes, that's it! They should sell single sticks so you could get the proper ratio, because you always end up with more Dip than stick.
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