the bike, yo
Right now I'm waiting for Richard Linklader to rescue me. Did I already tell you about how I've applied to be a rotoscoper for Linklater's new film, Scanner Darkly? I hope hope hope that they hire me!!! It pays $27/hr and I'll just be doing pretty much the same stuff I do for free at Pirate. God I hope they hire me. Then I won't have to worry about what I'll do after graduation, plus I'll have money with which to pay off the loans I took out for a degree that probably won't help me.
Anyway, gotta bike. Motorcycle Mama! Philip's my bitch. ....just kidding. I got a lame little $60 street cruiser (only one speed, back-petal to break...it's like I'm a little kid). I tried to ride it to a meeting downtown yesterday. OMG. Screw bikes! I wanna moped! Hills + no gear shifting = EVIL!!! I got to the meeting red as a lobster. The people there were nice enough to pretend it was just a bad "sunburn," but I think everyone knew that I'm just another one of those out-of-shape pastey white people that glows like a stop light every time I climb a flight of stairs. God, I hate how my emotional/physical condition gets painted all over my face. What can be worse when you're like, embarrassed? It's like, I already want to climb under a rock when I'm embarrassed, but even if I did, people would see the red glow eminating from beneath it.
Anyway, gotta bike. Motorcycle Mama! Philip's my bitch. ....just kidding. I got a lame little $60 street cruiser (only one speed, back-petal to break...it's like I'm a little kid). I tried to ride it to a meeting downtown yesterday. OMG. Screw bikes! I wanna moped! Hills + no gear shifting = EVIL!!! I got to the meeting red as a lobster. The people there were nice enough to pretend it was just a bad "sunburn," but I think everyone knew that I'm just another one of those out-of-shape pastey white people that glows like a stop light every time I climb a flight of stairs. God, I hate how my emotional/physical condition gets painted all over my face. What can be worse when you're like, embarrassed? It's like, I already want to climb under a rock when I'm embarrassed, but even if I did, people would see the red glow eminating from beneath it.