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Just thought I'd follow up my post about Apple being The Man with this blog entry from Donald Miller. I knew I loved Donald Miller. We think the same.

(Don't get me started on Donald Miller. I am only 3 degrees of separation from him, and although I shy away from crushes on men I don't know and idolizing people whose faith I respect, I wish I could meet him in a non-celebrity sort of setting. Or maybe he could be my writing mentor!?)


lisa said…
Hey, I'm commenting on your other blog here (sorry, I just avoid typing my email address online whenever possible). It was your answer to the last question that I wanted to comment on - me too!! Maybe it's genetic. I've tried so hard to like sushi, but it stimulates my gag reflex every time (which is annoying, sometimes embarrassing, and always uncomfortable) and it's the wrapper, not the contents. Sigh. I really wish I did like it.
Beth said…
lisa, i love that you limit your email info - i have a special email account just for those things...well, it used to be my email in grade 8 :)

i hope that it is genetic and that from this point on I can blame my molecular makeup for my inability to stomach sushi.
MLF said…
I too have found that I can not stomach sushi. I have wondered if it was the sea weed wrapper! Genetic dislike/gag? Very good possibility ....
Beth said…
i also have a very clear memory of being required to eat a piece when offered by my grampie. i was maybe 10? and i went and spat it in the toilet, because i couldn't handle it. (shhh, don't tell my mom ;)

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