Tequila, frenemy

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Tequila is so sneaky.  I thought I was fine, I was fine, I was fine until I fell asleep last night, having rolled on top of all of my clothing with half a cold sweet potato in one hand and a bottle of water in the other.

But it's wonderful to have a day off.  God, it's fantastic.  And I'm really looking forward to T-Day dinner, which I'm spending with a few friends and a few strangers in Brooklyn.  I can't tell you how excited I am about the prospect of getting home on my bicycle.

Must go hunt a coconut down for my Thanksgiving sweet contribution.

I am dating this yesterday because I'm cheating.  Nablopomo has squeezed me dry.  And a girl needs a night off.

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My name is Ganda. I write about food and bicycle commuting from Brooklyn, NY.


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