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After my bike was so rudely stolen some odd weeks ago, I have finally replaced it with a twenty-five dollar beauty acquired ala craigslist. It has rusty bits, makes a faint "huck" noise when ridden and has no fender to protect my behind from splatters, but I see all this as an excellent excuse to spend time at the Portland State bike co-op. Maybe while I'm fixing my bke I'll manage to fix myself up on a date. Hot! cha! cha!
Just earlier I was heading back home and had to pause. The Hawthorn bridge was up. So I leaned over the side, checked out some boats, threw things (of organic matter) into the river and did other 'I'm stuck on a bridge tings.' There was a spot in the river that was slowly producing bubbles, three by two, by four. I spent most of my time concentrating ont hat spot, waiting for a submarine or a navy seal to surface. It didn't happen.
This summer I had the opportunity for a convenient no-strings attached two week fling with this guy from Arizona. I opted to decline the fling, though we did pass out drunk together in my bed one night. The reason I mention this is: I just found his wallet between the crack of my bed and the call. Three bucks, a hundred pasos, some cards of various origins and purposes and his I.D. His over 21 I.D. I plan on letting Sam borrow it for a bit and when he's done giving it to one of the kids in my freshman inquiry class. I just got a fake of my own, what a magnificent opportunity to pay it forward.
Just earlier I was heading back home and had to pause. The Hawthorn bridge was up. So I leaned over the side, checked out some boats, threw things (of organic matter) into the river and did other 'I'm stuck on a bridge tings.' There was a spot in the river that was slowly producing bubbles, three by two, by four. I spent most of my time concentrating ont hat spot, waiting for a submarine or a navy seal to surface. It didn't happen.
This summer I had the opportunity for a convenient no-strings attached two week fling with this guy from Arizona. I opted to decline the fling, though we did pass out drunk together in my bed one night. The reason I mention this is: I just found his wallet between the crack of my bed and the call. Three bucks, a hundred pasos, some cards of various origins and purposes and his I.D. His over 21 I.D. I plan on letting Sam borrow it for a bit and when he's done giving it to one of the kids in my freshman inquiry class. I just got a fake of my own, what a magnificent opportunity to pay it forward.