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Sunday, June 14, 2009

can't eat my food

i just had a goodbye brunch at den blå hund and the little pickles on my plate had the exact texture of shingles and i had to actively keep myself from gagging just from looking at them. i had to hide them under my salad.

reminds me of the time when i went to the carnival in Fælledparken and I was sitting and eating horrible thai food on a blanket on grass. sitting across from me was a troupe of about five girls who all had dreads and seeing all of their hair while trying to eat made my stomach turn.

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