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May 28, 2007 15:50

I rode my bicycle a bunch today. I intended to go to the store to get some water but they were closed so I decided to ride around downtown (tucson is even more vacant on Memorial Day), then then things stretched farther and farther until my impromptu goal was A Mountain. Well, apparently it's called Sentinel Peak. "A Mountain" is just a dumbed down version, then? Either way, I didn't end up completing that goal (don't you judge me, i haven't ever really ridden a bike up a mountain [why is the verb "ride" used to describe bike activity, "riding" requires much less effort. Unless you're on a horse, I suppose] or any farther than class in 6 years or so). But I did tell myself I would do it eventually. Halfway up isn't bad for the first time and in 95 degrees.

This compromise of goals set in motion several more for the summer time:

-Learn how to pick locks (you've been wanting to do this since Lockpick Pornography)
-Having learned that, that decrepit trolley car graveyard next to the reggae club (Fish Fry on Fridays) you found today? Break into that
-Repeat the above, only at this time at the abandoned Roman Catholic Diocese of Tucson building. (It didn't look hard to get inside but rather heck of creepy inside)

I've also been meaning to do moderate prescriptive grammar bombing on the health food store uptown. A teacher gave me the idea for it last semester, but without a truck I'm going to have to climb roofs and hang off of things, so I'm less inclined to do that.

I need a partner in crime. Partner In Crime
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