AMERICA, FUCK YEAH!
i seem to have rediscovered the joys of sleep deprivation. this is due mostly to the fact that my shifts for the last week and a half have all been severely early, but i cannot, obvoiusly, adjust my lifestyle to fit within such constraints like 'going to work in the morning.' no, drinking and chilling until all hours and forcing myself out of bed a few hours later (sometimes when it is still dark) seems to work much better. i mean, wtf? i work at a coffee shop. problem solved.
anyway last night i had my bike parked down at kenny's during his 3rd of july bbq and somehow (a mystery!) my front tire lost ALL OF ITS AIR. this sucked because i was planning on riding my bike to work even though i was opening (i usually ride it work except when i open because getting up an extra 10 minutes early is SO HARD) because alameda has basically been taken over by communitiy events today. so i was pissed and i had to drive to work and it took a long time to get home and i had to park far away. and then i went to see what was wrong with my tire and guess what? NOTHING. no holes. no leaks. no nails. nuthin. i just put air in it and it's fine. that damn presta valve pisses me the fuck off.
but brian lightened the mood at work this morning with some tangerine-strawberry goodness. and then it was really busy but i didn't really care. and now i am home on the 4th of july waiting to see what's gonna happen. ...so...what's gonna happen?
fireworks on my roof later tonight (the watching of, not the firing of).
AMERICA, FUCK YEAH!
p.s. sailor jerry's spiced rum = sweet, sweet love.
anyway last night i had my bike parked down at kenny's during his 3rd of july bbq and somehow (a mystery!) my front tire lost ALL OF ITS AIR. this sucked because i was planning on riding my bike to work even though i was opening (i usually ride it work except when i open because getting up an extra 10 minutes early is SO HARD) because alameda has basically been taken over by communitiy events today. so i was pissed and i had to drive to work and it took a long time to get home and i had to park far away. and then i went to see what was wrong with my tire and guess what? NOTHING. no holes. no leaks. no nails. nuthin. i just put air in it and it's fine. that damn presta valve pisses me the fuck off.
but brian lightened the mood at work this morning with some tangerine-strawberry goodness. and then it was really busy but i didn't really care. and now i am home on the 4th of july waiting to see what's gonna happen. ...so...what's gonna happen?
fireworks on my roof later tonight (the watching of, not the firing of).
AMERICA, FUCK YEAH!
p.s. sailor jerry's spiced rum = sweet, sweet love.