cyclinjen
i dropped off my mom this morning. she's heading to vietnam for the next 4 weeks. gotta fed for myself now! so far george and i have eaten out 3 times this week. it's a new years resolution, not executive order. ate popeye's for dinner and breakfast. ugh.
so i got had this afternoon. george wanted to go to dillons to buy groceries. what groceries? coffee. so i suggested the spice merchant. he agreed which i was excited about since he's usually a homebody. i started to kind of go back and forth about going with him though (i'm so lazy from waking up at 3AM this morning), but in the end i agree to go after cleaning the kitchen.
he's driving on the highway and misses every exit until we are past downtown. there's a ton of cars, but i also thought, "hmm, george is such a crappy driver." then he takes the closest exit, which also happens to be the same one to go to his third home, bicycle x-change. and then i knew. it was all a ploy to get me to go to bicycle x-change to get sized for my bike. y'all read it right. george is getting me a bike.
i was pretty frustrated that i was conned by this bumbling, no-lie-telling cuddle monster i call my boyfriend. so we go, i get sized up, and the deed is done. as in, the order has been placed. before you know it my friends, i'll be a little speed demon on the streets. you can call me cyclinjen. i should consider getting a life insurance policy though.
so i got had this afternoon. george wanted to go to dillons to buy groceries. what groceries? coffee. so i suggested the spice merchant. he agreed which i was excited about since he's usually a homebody. i started to kind of go back and forth about going with him though (i'm so lazy from waking up at 3AM this morning), but in the end i agree to go after cleaning the kitchen.
he's driving on the highway and misses every exit until we are past downtown. there's a ton of cars, but i also thought, "hmm, george is such a crappy driver." then he takes the closest exit, which also happens to be the same one to go to his third home, bicycle x-change. and then i knew. it was all a ploy to get me to go to bicycle x-change to get sized for my bike. y'all read it right. george is getting me a bike.
i was pretty frustrated that i was conned by this bumbling, no-lie-telling cuddle monster i call my boyfriend. so we go, i get sized up, and the deed is done. as in, the order has been placed. before you know it my friends, i'll be a little speed demon on the streets. you can call me cyclinjen. i should consider getting a life insurance policy though.