i'm not complaining

Aug 15, 2008 15:43

I just got to beulahland, this bar/restaurant/cafe place on bside and 20-somethingth, and i had to ride my really heavy cruiser bike there and it's over 100 degrees today. I had my laptop bag strapped to my back. even walking this is a painful setup. the laptop is so so heavy. and this time around I also had my bike lock, which is james' bike lock, in the bag. this bike lock is a big heavy chain with a masterlock on it. the way the bag sits on my back is really tight so the strap cuts into my shoulder. my cruiser is very heavy and doesn't have any other speeds or anything so when I have a hill, even a tiny baby hill, it's almost impossible to get it up the hill. Usually what happens is that I slow to a stop after a good amount of struggling. The whole ride here I was hopeful and kept up my spirits, but holy moly, hardest sweatiest most extreme bike ride of my life. and it's really not that far here, like a mile and a half. when i got here i was messed up. all shakey and confused and crazyeyed. even opening the masterlock was difficult because my hands were so hard to control. everyone in beulahland stared at me. at first i wandered around sitting at different tables and trying to find a good one with a plug. The one I'm at now, that i'm not even very happy with, is my fourth choice. I realize now that everyone is staring at me because im drenched in sweat. Like, dripping down my legs, completely covered in it. I dont have anything to soak it up with. I tried to use a napkin to dry my legs off and it ripped and left little napkin pieces all over my leg. i kept making eye contact with this girl because i wanted to make sure she didn't notice me trying to clean off my sweat, but instead i think it looked like i was cleaning off my sweat while watching her, like a psycho.
i just ordered and beer and asked the waitress what kind of light beer they have and she said "in color or in calories?" and I said "uuuuuhhhhhhhh". aren't they the same thing? I dont' know anything. I'm still super super clumsy and sweaty. when i take a drink of beer, which is probably the BEST tasting beer of my life (for real), i have to be really careful and concentrate because it feels like my muscles will give out at any moment without warning.
how am i connected to the internet? I never chose this.
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