Pimentos...pimentos...where can I find some pimentos?

Wal-mart has no pimentos. They aren't with the olives, the pickles, the spices, the baking goods, the canned veggies, the tomato sauces... I want to make a cheese quesadilla with pimentos and green chilies. I cannot do this with the pimentos. And those little jars are great for keeping earrings in. No part of the pimento package goes to waste. And yet, they are absent from the shelves.

I'm out of fruit, veggies, and juice. So I'll head up to United later today and do my monthly food-run. Maybe they will have pimentos.

Have I ever mentioned how much I dislike some of the readings I have to do this semester? Well I dislike them. The only ones I've found to be all around tolerable are the Victorian lit ones.

This is about all I can afford to do right now. I have to find something deep and meaningful that Frost wrote. Several deep and meaningful things, actually, and not just poems. This is made a bit more difficult by the little fact that I don't find a single word the man wrote to be either deep or meaningful. But we'll pretend until the paper's written and I can fill out course evaluations. I plan to have a sheet of comments that I'll transpose into the little "what else?" box. This will save me time.

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