because i wanted to make every random little muscle in my arms ache and because i remember the shortage last year, i decided to cram my grocery bag with cans of pumpkin.
earlier in the day i had made the journey from fairfax to southeast with a fairytale pumpkin in tow.
so not only do i have a freakishly strong extensor carpi radialis longus, but i'm super ready for october!
i'd like to make a lot of soup this fall. last fall it became achingly apparent that a life without a hokie passport and an abp means an unfulfilled autumnal dietary satisfaction.
my soup aspirations will warrant a larger food processor. and a lot of sherry.
happy october, month of beer and leaves sharing colors, of halloween and ghosts, of twitches, hocus pocus and rosemary's baby, and most of all, comma splices.
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