"The loneliest maté is the one cebado alone." - Josh Greenman
Lucky for me, Ruwe ccompanied me with downing two whole liters (minus some that spilled onto my pants) of extra yummy extra strong maté. She had to visit a museum in Indianapolis so we drank one liter on the way down and another on the way back up to Taylor.
p.s. My stomach hates me now.
domingo, octubre 05, 2008
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So..........how many llamitas did you count last night instead of sheep?
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I actually stayed up late enough to fall asleep instantly. :) I also went on a long with a friend and that helped me get rid of the mateina.
:-) It was a blast. THANKS for coming. And... I need some of those apples. Mmmm!
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