I am wear shorts, rocking scraggly facial hair, barefoot, listening to The Postal Service, about to grill-out. My life is pretty sweet.
Last night, I worked on a paper, got halfway done with said paper, went to a party, didn't get drunk, hugged my friends, lay out on the grass with a lady, listened to the rain fall, watched the cat watch the rain, told myself to calm down, slept peacefully. Last night was pretty sweet.
Tomorrow I will, finish up on previously mentioned paper, finish up a different paper, eat leftovers, make some chicken alfredo for a certain sweet lady, drink a little bit of wine, continue doing homework. Tomorrow will be pretty sweet.
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