Millions of Peaches... October 09, 2002 - 11:14 a.m.

I've had a fruit craving for months.

All I've simply wanted was one good peach. Not too much to ask for, right?

Well tell that to the stupid produce section at various supermarkets.

I can't begin to count just how many peaches we've picked up and they've been anything but perfect...

Deviously squishy on the outside, yet crunchy like an apple on the inside. That's just not a good peach. Hell, it would have made an awful apple. I don't know what it was supposed to be. Then there were a few that, again, the outside seemed perfectly normal, but the inside was..... just...... icky. Sour, like it was going bad from the inside out.

It was obvious that I wasn't supposed to get a good peach. Especially considering that my boyfriend would get them and I wouldn't. Even though they were bought at the same time, place, etc.

I envied his peaches. Bastard.

But... Now I fixed that.

We went to Wal-Mart last night. I got raisins, blueberry waffles, pudding, potato chips, milk, and canned peaches. Fuck this 'rotten peach' thing. I'm going for the syrupy, tin flavored variety.

I ate a whole can as soon as we got home.

Damn... those were some good peaches. Or, is it only one peach in a can?

It doesn't matter. I filled my craving. I'm happy now.

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