Hooray. But I am having a very weird craving. I am having a craving for the aural version of ice cream and pickles....
wait for it.
I wonder if pregnant women crave unusual things that are not food. I wonder if they crave the feeling of chenille and olive oil. I wonder if they crave the sound of crinkled up wax paper. I wonder if they crave the smell of Old Spice.
Right now, I really want to listen to ENYA.
enya. yeah, that's right.
freakin' enya. sheesh.
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