Saturday, November 16, 2002

I am so incredibly proud of myself. Today, for the first time EVER in my entire short existance, I actually managed to twist noodles onto a fork and get them to my mouth before they all fell off. Greatest thing about this? No need to slurp the ends of my noodles (although I enjoy doing that in the privacy of my home, the middle of the Ryle Hall dinning hall isn't the best place to slurp noodles).

Of course, I couldn't repeat the same feat *afterward,* nor will I ever be able to do so again, I suppose. Oh, well. In the [sorta] words of Shakespeare: Tis better to have twisted once only than to have never twisted at all.

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