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Madalene and I briefly visited a graduate student organized event on campus that featured beer, Indian food, a DJ, and free tickets to a premier of a movie Madalene wants to see. The beer cooler was looking mighty lonely, since there were two kegs that were getting all the love. So I drank a beer from the cooler. Then we had to go grocery shopping, so I grabbed a second beer for later. We shopped, and I picked up pita bread and a tub of scallion hummus. I also have a little habit eating a single olive from their olive bar every time I go to the store.

So I get home, eat some hummus, drink that other beer, and approach Madalene for a hug. Instantly she shrinks away, moving as far from me as possible. Thats when I realized that I had been drinking beer, eating onion and garlic hummus and that olive. I don’t smell nice at all. So I understand her reluctance to approach me. Nothing left to do but drown my sorrows in more hummus. So yummy…