Piotr Chatkowski
Hi guys …
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Thank you so much!!
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Went with this one @Dazercat
Was on sale for 8 dollars!!
Plus a fresh bag of filters! They seem to last forever then one day your like damn i dont have any…
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6:07 AM
Cup number 1
Have plans to go to the beach and skatepark in about a hour. It’s 55 degrees but hopefully it’s gettting to the 70s today at the least. Sometimes when I have plans like this I get overwhelmed but I made a check list for things to bring and just gonna take my time getting there. There is a beach entrance and Parking right next to where the skatepark and basketball hoops are so it makes that part easier. I got a collection of seashells growing but not sure what I’m doing with them so going to spend time finding some cool ones. Going to bring some reading material for the beach because obviously its to cold to swim. Will bring snacks and drinks to save money. I don’t think it will be busy even for a Sunday.. probably a few metal detector people and a few people waking the beach .. and it will probably be my own personal skatepark so that’s cool. Anway that’s my Sunday morning plan. Thanks for listening to me ramble on about this…
Happy caffeinated Sunday
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Smokey Robinson:
Well, there’s some sad things known to man
But ain’t too much sadder than
The tears of a clown
Except this.
This is sadder than the tears of a clown.
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Did William Shakespeare compose Sonnet 109 about his coffee, or did his coffee write Sonnet 109 about him?
O, never say that I was false of heart,
Though absence seemed my flame to qualify;
As easy might I from myself depart
As from my soul, which in thy breast doth lie.
That is my home of love. If I have ranged,
Like him that travels I return again,
Just to the time, not with the time exchanged,
So that myself bring water for my stain.
Never believe, though in my nature reigned
All frailties that besiege all kinds of blood,
That it could so preposterously be stained
To leave for nothing all thy sum of good.
For nothing this wide universe I call,
Save thou, my rose; in it thou art my all.
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Look good! It’s about that time for me as well.. Happy Wednesday
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