Today was a day of random and wonderful decisions. I got a quintuple shot pumpkin spice latte at Starbucks. I got a double wheatgrass shot at Jamba Juice. In retrospect, I took a lot of shots. I need to do this more often. Or start snorting cocaine. Either one.
This is another one of those "this is way too difficult to write" nights. I'm getting a keyboard tomorrow. I feel like my mom, hunting and pecking away. End transmission.
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