Fat sprinkles

Handwritten page of a diary dated April 20, 1994

because I didn’t have the heart to tell her my birthday was two months ago. Besides the cake looked delicious — even though I hardly ever like sprinkles — on anything. But these sprinkles looked good for some reason. And they were — they had some kind of good fruit flavor with a little tang. Not as tangy as Sweet Tarts — and not as powdery.

Then she said she likes the look when the four primary colors are together — and I didn’t have the heart to tell her that there are only three primary colors — green is made from yellow and blue.

Then she said next year on my birthday — after I get my driver’s license — I can drive us both to the Hampshire Mall for some shopping — but I didn’t have the heart to tell her the only thing left in that mall is one boring store and a tiny arcade with Mario brothers and a pinball game.


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