sweet as a eucalyptus, terrible as a tempest
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i promise not to use styrocups or disposable cups for coffee anymore.
i thought of a number of resolutions and i said i was gonna blog all of them so i won't forget. but that's all i remember. it has nothing to do with the spiritually charged revelry i just had.
but has everything to do with that emptiness that prevents me from verbally producing any insightful thought i've had in the past two years.
but still, happy new year.
