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It smells like summer. More precisely, it smells like an August night at my grandmother's house - like grass and sun-baked bare wood. I'm eating jelly beans, I had an avacado and tomato omlette for dinner, and my oldest friend just heard that he was admitted to a graduate program at Harvard. Oh, and I bought myself the Moulin Rouge DVD today. And got some new socks. And had a raspberry smoothie that contained 1)ice 2)raspberries - just the way I like it. And rode my bike for the first time in months.
Good things. Lots of good things.
Good things. Lots of good things.
