The Taste of Bitterness

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When you are forced to eat your words... Confession: I swear, I'm always doing this. This will teach me to pronounce ideas... because last night when I finally rolled into the house (I had a really great time getting together with a fellow dancer after work) I was delighted to see Darling had ordered in, pizza. And cheese bread. And it was so delicious. And it was so awesome not to have to worry about cooking...

I suppose everything has its place.

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