Monday, January 12, 2009
Ode to a sod-a
Soda machine, how I'll miss you. Your caffeinated goodness has gotten me through the long hours. Your effervescence soothed my voice after countless pirate imitations. I will miss the curves of your bottle, cool against my finger tips as I trace the beads of condensation down your side. Alas, you have ruined me.
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