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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 5:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 5:34 pm
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Twyla shrugged. "We don't have a lot of stuff to make the house dirty anyway. We should really get the laundry out of the way, though. Anyway, I have to make dinner. You're welcome to stick around, and you're also welcome to leave, if you wish. Now, what do we have left in here...?" Twyla started mumbling and going through the fridge, which was mostly empty. "Mmhm...looks like it's time for some experiments. Ugh, I need to clean this thing out some time...oh, that's disgusting." She pushed past some moldy piece of something that probably used to be a fruit, but now was just something blue and soft and fuzzy. She shrugged, decided to experiment with Budda's delight curry, and pulled out the cabbage and mushrooms that were needed for Budda's delight, then started arranging anything else needed in the curry.
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Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 7:14 pm
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Posted: Fri Nov 14, 2008 9:37 pm
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"Uh...sure." Twyla stepped aside to let him pass. It was very strange for her, though. In her book, men didn't cook, although she had only ever been the cook herself, and she wasn't sure how it was with everyone else. Certainly, men cooked at her job, but that was just the job. At home, women cooked. She was pretty sure, anyway. So it was a strange and unnatural phenomenon to see a man in an apron. Unless, of course, they were getting paid to do it.
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 5:55 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 15, 2008 8:25 am
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Posted: Sun Nov 16, 2008 6:59 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 11:17 am
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Posted: Mon Nov 17, 2008 12:35 pm
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