Boogers

I have a bit of a nasty habit. I pick my nose. I can't help it for some reason. When I am alone, I will really dig around there for some reason. I don't know why I do it. I think I don't like having a big hunk of whatever it is up there. This issue has really been compounded lately. I can blow my nose in my handkerchief, and ten minutes later I will have some dry material to dig out. I know that this is not socially accepted, but I don't always have a handkerchief to blow into. Sometimes I even eat what I pull out of there. Its more curious-ness than anything.

I also forgot about the no meat on friday lent deal and ate part of a strombolghi for lunch yesterday. I like eating fish as much as I can, but I completely forgot about the day being friday until about 30 seconds after I finished my sandwich. Its a good thing Lent is voluntary and I can ask for forgiveness on anything if I ask and am truly repentive.

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