amateur wino

I have a history of injuring myself, with or without alcohol involved. Of course, a BAC of questionable levels greatly contributes to my chances of smashing my face into a sidewalk (literally. Where were my hands? Why am I such a mess?). Despite my track record, I came out of a wine tour unscathed.

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wonderfully weird food

I don’t think I’m a picky eater. I will try almost anything, provided it smells all right and doesn’t look like someone else already digested it (except honey). I could ask my mother, but I don’t remember being a picky eater as a child, either. I vaguely remember an instance with marshmallows and a cousin that flat our refused to try them. I, on the other hand, probably ate too many.

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