Today I went to give my mom lunch (not fun), then went to return my old keys and inquire about my security deposit (even more not fun). Both went reasonably well but it was way more social interaction than I am currently equipped to handle so after it was all over I went and drank a bunch of green tea with peach schnapps and reread Salome (HIGHLY RECOMMENDED).
I want to make this recipe so damn bad. I am not even that crazy about radishes but just mention cream cheese and capers and black olives and I am in like Flynn. Plus I have been slacking on my whole no-sugar thing and I need to tempt myself with something, dammit.
I have eaten a lot of guacamole over the past few days.
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