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By "Rosetta" Submitted by Kirk Date: 2006 May 18 Comment on this Work [[2006.05.18.11.17.27679]] |
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i was at the supermarket, not because i wanted to be, but because my mother needed laundry detergent. "buy something on sale." sometimes the grocery store is magical, romantic. not that i'd even consider picking someone up in the beacon st. star, but romantic thoughts do tend to occupy my mind while i'm perusing pastrami in the deli section. also in the deli section is tapioca. tapioca pudding, ready made. i'd never noticed it there before, surprising because good tapioca is one of my vices. so i bought some and i'm eating it. the tapiocas aren't quite as large or firm as i really like, but still they feel good on my tongue, good going down. if some man had come up to me in the grocery store while i'd had that tapioca in my hands and mentioned to me that the pudding was decent but that the tapioca wasn't as large or firm as he really liked, i think he would've had to wheel me through the checkout line in a shopping cart. |