I'm not proud of it, but I love sugar wafers. Even though I bellyache about processed food, MSG, transfats and addictive chemical additives to our food more than most (as my wife will be glad to attest) I just can't get enough of the eerily preserved pink, brown and yellow wafers filled with some sort of sweet tasting goo invented to trap rats in WWII. Ah, well, we all have our vices, right?This past week has been effing murder. Tuesday saw two very important and very difficult tests both covering a glut of information on disparate topics come and go, followed by my faculty review for practicum today. I just ate a package of 'strawberry' sugar wafers; it seems to have taken the edge off.
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You know how to bring it home right, man. How did the faculty review go? I spent an hour and a half being torn apart this afternoon in my own review of sorts.
sorry to hear that the week has been crazy---
Glad to hear that you've found an oasis.
:)
M.
It sure beats heroine or meth. Life marches on . . .
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