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Excerpts from correspondence with a friend of mine who will remain nameless (until the end of this post).

The Reply:

I should not be allowed to drink coffee. I am officially a coffee drinker now, and it’s not a good thing. Besides the caffiene addiction, two cups of my usual (black, maybe with a shot of hazelnut) is enough to have me bouncing off the walls for a few hours; intense, but unable to concentrate. It would be good that in a moment of mental dissociation, I should replace my ten-pound can of Master Blend with something decaffinated. Like milk.

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Cream & Bean didn’t have decaf coffee. Just decaf espresso. I didn?t know decaf espresso existed. Isn?t that an oxymoron?
What time?s this wedding tomorrow? Wedding in Pine Level means a trip to the Pig and some more peach soda.
Pamela is in town. It?s good to see her around here again.
This girl came into the store today. She was pretty short for her weight, and she was breathing rather hard in my direction. She had minty fresh breath. Very pleasant.
Lighting storms are great. Victor Hugo will finish another novel before I finish Les Miserables.

You can rent a cow. Thanks, Tophile.
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I almost ate a carrot. Because I thought it would be more healthy than the next thing I grabbed to eat. Then I came to my senses and stuck a pizza in the oven. It’s one of those generic 69 cent pizzas. You know, the kind with no cheese? It’s an acquired taste.
One time somebody scammed me into buying mushroom and onion pizza. I still haven’t forgiven them.
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I thought I would have some Cheetos with my dinner tonight, so I grabbed a handfull out of the tube in the middle of the table. Bad move. These were obviously old Cheetos. Exactly the consistency of styrofoam peanuts. Into the trashcan.

I went to see Identity last night. I don’t recommend you do the same. It kinda freaked me out, but it lacked most of the aspects I look for in a movie. The good news, I only payed $1.50 to see it.
I didn’t have to pay for lunch yesterday, but had a good time eating in the dining hall with all of this year’s orientation counselors. Thanks, Chelsea.
I blew a tire coming back from Manteo Saturday, and now I have two new tires. Additionally, the day I spent under my car Friday means clean oil and a working coolant system. I still have grease under my fingernails. No points for hygene, I guess.
Maxwell House Master Blend has a mild flavor but is boldly aromatic, making it the perfect coffee to wake me up in the morning. The only drawback is that it’s color is not deep brown, but actually black and almost oily.
The fire alarm was going off in Riddick Labs (the building with the nuclear reactor). That’s kinda disconcerting.

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