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08/10/2004: "Life is like - watermelon without seeds"

-don't ask me what it means. Life is also like 'a giant hammer orbiting a small group of pigeons while a moderately priced pot of marmalade cries in the dark' according to someone on the web. Too many people say life is like 'chocolates.' I hope it's a good box of chocolates. I just hope it's not like the marathon course in Athens: hot ugly endless uphill. Jonathan left our kitchen to go back to Switzerland for college, and I'm in the middle of stressful hiring process. I'm just trying to relax a little. Life is like aa big pink cotton candy that dances and sings you a lullaby in an incomprehensible language. And I always remind myself that I should be learning Spanish.