so what's up with me?
Well I'm moving on Saturday to the animal house. I got to ride my bike for the first time last Saturday. I rode from Midtown all the way to Shepard and Alabama and helped Janice adopt out some kitties at PetSmart. Then I left at like 8pm to go to a party that wasn't too far away. Halfway there, one of my tires popped. I went over some sticks and all of a sudden I hear the dreaded *hisssssss* and I'm like "oh shit." So I had to walk it the rest of the way to the party. But I'm glad that my friends got to see my new bike in person. I got lots of compliments on it.
So it's fixed now. And yesterday I rode it to Brazil's and hung out with my friends. And then rode it back. I can't wait to ride it again. Soon soon I will ride it everyday. No more spending money on gas.
But in the meantime I'm still in Sharpstown with Kristjan. Things are getting shittier and shittier by the hour over here. A couple of days ago I was taking a bath and Kristjan comes in and tells me not to run the water anymore because there's a leak. Apparently every time we used the water, it was leaking through his bedroom closet. When I got out of the bathtub all of Kristjan's closet and half of his bedroom were covered in water. So not only am I having to go to school to take my showers now, but every time I come home it smells like mildew. It's disgusting.
Tomorrow is Kristjan's birthday. I got him the autobiography of Hunter S. Thompson. I hope he likes it. He probably will. I'm also going to take him to whatever restaurant he wants to go to. He'll probably pick Cafe Montrose. I can't believe that he's going to be 23!
So it's fixed now. And yesterday I rode it to Brazil's and hung out with my friends. And then rode it back. I can't wait to ride it again. Soon soon I will ride it everyday. No more spending money on gas.
But in the meantime I'm still in Sharpstown with Kristjan. Things are getting shittier and shittier by the hour over here. A couple of days ago I was taking a bath and Kristjan comes in and tells me not to run the water anymore because there's a leak. Apparently every time we used the water, it was leaking through his bedroom closet. When I got out of the bathtub all of Kristjan's closet and half of his bedroom were covered in water. So not only am I having to go to school to take my showers now, but every time I come home it smells like mildew. It's disgusting.
Tomorrow is Kristjan's birthday. I got him the autobiography of Hunter S. Thompson. I hope he likes it. He probably will. I'm also going to take him to whatever restaurant he wants to go to. He'll probably pick Cafe Montrose. I can't believe that he's going to be 23!