with the threads on my hub torn I have to do some conscious riding. I’m really just trying to get my wheel rebuilt or else I’ll lose my shit from riding like a wimp.
All I want right now is a nice sandwich and for this side stitch to go away.
I still only know the first few measures of la valse d’amelie on my accordion. I’m so intent on figuring the song out though
all I want.
if that lets yoou sleep at night. I know you won’t be decapitating me with no kowalski clutch, that’s for sure
oh no way~! I remember you. Class of ‘84? You killed that guy in the freak wrestling accident right?
The amount of elitism I see from the folks I follow is just lousy. Guess what? I like hockey more than I like Bukowski. I think Dane Cook is hilarious. I still like Four Year Strong, and I am not above laughing at poop jokes. I totally suck. Do you?
still pick my nose and rock the fuck out to sum 41. Losers rule
the bike formal, paul baribeau playing at lavaspace, the warmest part of the day and not being wasted at 5 a.m
I was enslaved by my work but if you saw two girls drinking a big bottle of wine those were my lady friends
you are such a creep