Dec 17, 2004 08:03
So here I am jamming out to a band i hate and used to give ely crap about for listening
to. A couple days ago I borrowed a MTBike video that reminded me of blink 182, and I subsequently
felt compelled to listen to them. Elizabeth Ann, it reminds me of going home in your donkey
lunchbox of a car.
I say we have a jacuzzi party at rachels house because I want to swim but apparently someone
fed-exed a F*ing arctic winter from canada so we cant beach it out. We need to send that shiat back. I curse alot. I blame other people.
So everyone tells me i am turning into a roadie (road biker). First of all, I got
another bike. It is a really really hot ass road bike that i bought from this girl on my
team for pretty cheap. Secondly, Ive been riding road every day. Yesterday I did a 4.5 hour, 80 mile ride.
(this isnt a big deal for real roadies, who ride exactly a bajillion miles a week).
But the answer kids, is : Hell no! I am not a roadie! I am just training my ass off so i can race a single speed mountain bike. I cant wait!!!!!!!!
So chick-lets, I cant wait to see you guys. I am mad at nichole for leaving for the whole break. I am going to drag her butt down from kentucky by her bull ring. Maybe she will gore me with the horns i know the is going to surgically implant next. I kid,I kid. None of you other people better be doing the same thing. Ill be home sunday night.
ok i need to clean my house and get food.
~ Pedro Molina de la Santa Maria y Vasquez Garcia