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My Beta Babes and I went out to eat at Pasta House in St. Louis. I tried to behave, really I did. We had a great lunch and fun talking with each other. But I started lusting after the plastic butter tubs. And the margarine containers. I kept imagining ways I could use them. Then I said to myself, "What will they think of me if I start collecting trash?" I decided, "I don't care. That's who I am. That's what I do. Either they like me for … [Read more...] about Giving in to my Inner Scrounger