They’d hit mine. Send them over to Chicago, stat.
A man?
How you doing? 
Pica, or allotriophagy, is caused by an iron deficiency.
It’s a myth that you crave exactly the thing that will cure it, because the cure is simply an iron supplement or multivitimin with iron.
A nice slice of toast (just barely browned, so you get that nice crunch while preserving the chewyness of the bread) smeared with a bit of cranberry butter.
Or, I do have one of those frozen drink buckets, all nice and ready to go. (Tequila Sunrise: if you want a cranberry cosmo, that’ll have to wait until I find a bottle of vodka and get it mixed up.) Surprisingly good, for a mix.
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A 7-layer burrito from Taco Bell with a coupla packets of ‘fire’ sauce, and a big ol’ Baja Blast Mountain Dew.
An all-expenses-paid holiday to Greenland!
(You’re pining for the fjords.)
Leaving out the quotes this time, because you know who you are.
Well, yesterday I tried some beef stew (made myself in the slow cooker), some beer (Red Stripe and Bass, a touch added to the stew of course), some nice chocolate, and a fresh cinnamon raisin bagel.
Those Mexican cookies and flavored popcorn sound damn good, but are sadly out of reach. I’ve never eaten at Taco Bell and I don’t suppose I’ll start now (though I did have my first White Castle experience the other day…maybe that’s it, they obviously put crack in the onion rings).
As for an iron deficiency, I had that beef and I took a vitamin just in case.
I am, as always, pining for the fjords, but this is a natural state and nothing to be alarmed about.
Masturbating like a crazed circus monkey has its charms, but for once in my life, I’m pretty sure that’s not what I want, since my work with a partner on the high wire has been most satisfactory.
The unidentifying craving, resistant to my efforts, persists into day two…