the best thing about eating dinner with people you work with is that your work stories become appropriate for the dinner table.

It feels like I have a 95 lb pit bull lying on my chest. I think my lungs are finally giving up on me.

Today Caitlin and I had a lengthy discussion and, based on my previous relationships, came up with a list of some of the finer qualities I seem to look for in men. It is as follows ( Read more... )

It doesn’t matter when, where, or HOW you ride, it just matters that you’re willing to get back up on that saddle. And with that, no matter how long the distance you travel, you’ll find peace. I fuckin’-guarantee you at least that much in this life.

in heaven there's no such thing as a little ring. or tri-bars.

Terrifying realization of the day: while my legs may be ripped, my arms look like they exist solely to prevent my face from smashing into my handlebars.

The sadness you wear around like a trophy is intriguing at most, but it’s miserable, and about as original as a frat boy with a visor cap. So step up.
-bwakefield

losing your watch in the sea and everything that signifies.

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Can’t even write a sentence about how much I’d like to be with you without sounding cliche.