Me: I miss you in that way, where you get this really great cereal and have it everyday for a month, even two or three times a day. Then one day you wake up, and there is not a trace of it left anywhere. Perhaps the box was empty and someone threw it out, or maybe it got on a plane and went somewhere for 10 days. And you wonder, "Gee, I wonder if that cereal even existed, I mean, did I just dream up the whole thing?". Then you have fruit yogurt instead. And while I have done toast, fruit yogurt and honest to god, toaster strudels for years. Nothing really matches up to that wonderful bowl of just right mix of things, even stuff you found gross and vowed would never ever resort to (like those candied fruit). Somehow it kinda just makes sense for right now. Him: I am laughing my face off like a retard right now Him: Also, I am saving this conversation
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oh ho ho, i never had you down as an idealist, har!
Posted by: bushra | August 26, 2008 at 03:38 AM
What are toaster strudels?
Posted by: Bunty | August 26, 2008 at 09:01 PM