and the flowerbed

happiness happiness. it is a strange and elating thing to write the last word of your dissertation, and feel it as the last word, and click the save button and then the little x of the word program and close your laptop and then be done. it is a strange and elating thing, even if the little dissertation isn't much to speak of, it's still mine and it still has its last word. and what did I do? I walked outside into the daylight with a just opened bottle of gingerale and I breathed. I walked. and I drank my gingerale and it was good.
of course, tomorrow I'll print it out and start tweaking away. but tonight? tonight, I'm going to drink mojitos!!!
of course, tomorrow I'll print it out and start tweaking away. but tonight? tonight, I'm going to drink mojitos!!!

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i love mojitos. not as much as i love you my friend. i miss being friends...let's fix it!
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what's a mohitos?
ernest hemingway liked mojitos. it's a cuban drink -- rum and club soda and mint and sugar. a respectable summertime drink, though I suspect you'd be partial to beer, if given a choice. ;-)
I actually found out what a mojito was the other day by listening to a Bakardi radio ad. I don't mind the occasional tropical drink, and if the commersial was to be beleived, mojitos get people laid.
By the way, I now have a blog. About two years ago, I caved to peer pressure and set up a myspace acct. Then, about two weeks ago, I caved to peer pressure again and started actually paying attention to it.
http://blog.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&friendID=14666809
It's not all artsy and dignified like yours is. More random and stupid, as befitting our respective personalities.
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