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" Last weekend I went to a birthday party for an old friend of mine who happens to be a guy. We&amp;#039;ve been like brother and sister our entire lives. It was a last-minute gathering, and only about 6 or 7 of us showed up -- but I was the only woman there! I suppose many women would&amp;#039;ve been happy about having all these guys to herself, but all I could think of was food. And the difference between how the guys were eating, and the way I was. For example, there was this large bowl of M&amp;amp;amp;M&amp;#039;s on a sideboard in the dining room. It contained a heavenly mix of regular M&amp;amp;amp;M&amp;#039;s and M&amp;amp;amp;M&amp;#039;s with peanuts. What more could a girl ask for? ;) We started to gather in the living room, and on my way in, I swung by the dining room and scooped up a pile of M&amp;amp;amp;Ms into the palm of my hand and quickly ate them. About a half hour later, I got up from the living to get another handful. A while later, I just had to have more -- hell, it was a party after all! (oink oink) But by then I had ditched just grabbing a handful, and had gotten myself a 16 oz. plastic cup that I filled up with the M&amp;amp;amp;Ms. The cups were supposed to be used for beer, but M&amp;amp;amp;Ms do me just fine. Better, in fact, because there&amp;#039;s no hangover. Ha! When I went to fill up for Round 2 of the M&amp;amp;amp;Ms-in-a-plastic cup, I suddenly realized I was the only one who had any interest in these M&amp;amp;amp;Ms at all. I was the only one who had gotten up, out of my comfy seat on the sofa, to get some. Not one of the guys had.  So I exploded. &amp;quot;Guys! Why am I the only one eating the go*damn M&amp;amp;amp;M&amp;#039;s?!&amp;quot; They all looked at me and shrugged. None of them made a move. So I just stood there, and then sheepishly made my way into the dining room for the M&amp;amp;amp;M&amp;#039;s. I then returned with the entire bowl and placed it squarely in the middle of the living room, hoping that if the M&amp;amp;amp;M&amp;#039;s were in front of the guys, they&amp;#039;d suddenly be interested (or, at the very least, guilted into it by my tirade). But, alas, no. I was still the only one eating the M&amp;amp;amp;Ms. But I was also the only one without a hangover the next day, so that&amp;#039;s gotta count for something, right? How I was good today: Spinach salad at lunch; no bread. How I was bad today: 2 peanut butter cookies. What I avoided: A third peanut butter cookie. "^^<http://www.w3.org/2001/XMLSchema#string>
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