All Ground Up

Thursday, September 20, 2007 | comments (2)
The happiest part of my day is picking up coffee from Common Ground on the Avenue. The saddest, most tragic part of my day is taking my last sip. Man, I really need more excitement in my life.

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Wanna babysit? And Em and I can go drinking coffee! ;)

Posted by Laundro on Sep 20, 2007 at 12:21:23 PM
Hmmm . . . not the kind of excitement I was looking for. You guys can still go drink coffee, but I guess it's probably more of a "production." Still, exciting no? ;-)

Posted by Rothko on Sep 20, 2007 at 12:56:50 PM
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