i'm sick of waking up sick.
i'm sick of waking up to empty cans and an empty bed.
i'm sick of waking up empty.

inspired by this girl's work:


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i watched the sun set over the city tonight, and as it went down i whispered "goodbye."
i told them it was to the sun. i lied.

i got hit by a car friday morning.

say goodnight to pretty new bike.

i'm fine, just SUPER SUPER bruised.

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how i spent my day: mountains, ocean, bikes, wife, and friends.


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couldn't sleep, decided to neurotically clean both the bikes. Found scratches on one, painted it with nail polish. Got drunk with Cubans. They argued about the rules of pool. Smoked a joint with a cuban who is easily three times the size of me. Got me high, good weed. Spoke much spanish. ate some delicious paste. found out it was wild boar. ( Read more... )

finally got a flickr started.

nothing great in it yet.

flickr

Thought i would throw a "real" update up, since it's been a month since i left MPLS ( Read more... )

Woke up Friday, no class. Suzy looked cute as she left the apartment. Wished she would stay. Fell back asleep and dreamed she was still in bed. Woke up, again, disappointed. Laid in bed most of the day, playing Gears of War. Beat it, let down. Sue comes home at 3, have lunch on table. Burnt grilled cheese and luke warm Chef Boy R Dee. Look into ( Read more... )