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i'd give ms cleo a run for her money
last night before bed i had this feeling that we'd have donuts tomorrow.
but not any donuts, mr. howard donuts.
mr. howard is the owner of a donut shop my mom used to go to.
and he had the best buttermilk donuts.
those are my favorite, except that they're always so heavy, like rocks.
so you eat one, and ugh, you feel ill.
only mr. howard's donuts never make me feel that way, so i was hoping for one.
so when i woke up and saw the pink howard box on the table, there was glee.
only, there were no buttermilk donuts in the box.
so i settled for a chocolate glaze bar.
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15?
when someone is sick, aren't you supposed to feed them healthy food?
apparently we didn't learn that rule around here.
donuts for breakfast and then arby's for dinner.
although i was feeling a lot better today,
(maybe those donuts have special healing power!)
i was still nursing the cold.
so i sat around and read all day long.
then around 5, bao convinced me to go jogging with him.
i should go jogging more often i decided.
although i sounded like an awful sick out of shape wheezy mess.
oh wait, i am.
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