I love....some jelly bellies. Which is probably why I masochistically come back for more. I'm not one of those people who has the entire Jelly Belly chart memorized. I do know vaguely that the green bean with the darker green spots is likely to be pear and that pink is bubblegum--bubblegum being the flavour that keeps me coming back. But its bad form to raid the office jar and SORT through the jelly bellies until I come up bubblegum and cappuchino. Bad form. So I take a handful of the seductive little beans with their pretty, vibrant colours, and....oh....my....god.....there are some nasty flavours in here. Take apple, for example. Not even sour apple (which for the trivia minded is one of Lis's LEAST favourite flavours, despite her fondness for the Washington Apple drinks) but actual honest to god apple. Except it's more like Apple combined with....I dunno....maybe dynamite. It's like if somebody made all your apple tastebuds explode all at once. It's too much Apple. (Ironically, I'm typing this on a Mac, btw.)

Or buttered popcorn. Who in their right mind thought buttered popcorn would be a good bean flavour. I'm also not fond of tangerine, even though its a perfectly respectable taste in its own right. Just not as a jelly bean.

This explains why I can't eat those Bertie Botts beans. I've avoided them like a small plague. The idea of going through those just to find some taste that isn't totally whacked--like pepper or sardine---yeuuuch.

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(I came into the office this morning and got a handful of APPLE jelly bellies. Curse the apple! Curse it, I say.)

Try typing your case-sensitive e-mail password in while you have cap locks on.

Too bad there isn't a map that includes just Canada and Mexico along with the States. Well, there's the full world map, but then I just look pathetic. Three countries. (Now, my friend Danielle, on the other hand could put most of you to shame--she collects continents.)

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