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September 26, 2004
I dug around in the plastic container of mixed nuts to reach the last of the cashews. Someone else had beaten me to most of them, so, understandably, I was in a foul mood.

"Hey, what's the big idea?" someone said.

I froze. My fingers lingered in the container. I thought I was alone tonight. Marisa was with "the girls".

"Get your hand off my ass!"

I snapped my hand away. A perfectly-formed cashew was staring up at me. "Don't ever let me cashew doing that again!"

Question: How do I tell Marisa I've fallen in love with a nut?