Tonight I had Mexican food made by real Mexicans. Life is good. Without Mexico, the world would be a much sadder place. I am also totally fascinated by Rasputin, despite how exorbitantly creepy he was. I hope Anastasia escaped, and I hope she was happy wherever she ended up. I wish I was a Romanov. I think I'm taking AP Euro a bit too personally.
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I can't eat Mexican food, regardless of who made it, for several weeks. I can't eat Indian, or Thai, or Chinese, or Vietnamese, or Korean, or even Italian. Gotta love those stomach ulcers...
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