Thank you, Rod. I hope it comes in the form of me getting this short story finished, polished, and published. With you drinking to me, that's a sign of success!
However, the headache receeded around the 2006's final curtain call, so Jose and I danced four tangos and then I had a glass of Absinthe (what poor tortured whiney poet could not have Absinthe?).
It's going to be interesting watching you guys sort of change and some of you blossom in the coming days.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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