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yesterday, coming back from the coast, I got sleepy. waking up at 3:00 am is tough.
the drive home, I stop at a local place for an americano. I get a meat hand pie since I am trembling from hunger. I get into my truck, pull back into traffic, take a sip of hot coffee...hmmm.. take a bite of of the hand-pie. WTF? it was an apple hand pie. there was no stopping it. I had crumbs on my shirt, licking my fingers, washed it down with hotasscoffee.
quitting sugar is a B. I almost fell off the wagon by a mis-identified hand pie. hahahhah. dang that thing was tastings like magic.
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poof! gone
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