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Today someone stole my bike from my backyard.
Apparently I forgot to close the gate/it's broken so it never stays shut anyways, and the shiny blue of my fancy bike (that I just dropped 100$ on at the begining of the summer to have tuned up) was too tempting to pass up.
Regardless of the fact that my birthday weekend plans consisted of biking the Kal Haven Trail until South Haven then frolicking in the waves.
Don't worry, my Mom promised me the use of her bike.
And I get to have my Grandmothers bike that is stuck in 3rd gear, so I can work off that extra loving I get from eating mall food.
Also, I tried to install a shelf I bought at IKEA a month or so ago, it took forever, and required a lot of trips to various stores.
Apparently my walls consist of patches of
a. frightenly(sp) thin drywall(?) that the screws just sink into
b. metal
So, one side is secured, the other sort of hangs off.
But I think Beth was aroused by the fact that I know how to handle a drill, and damn well if I may say so.
This just in! It's embarrasing when people you once worked with at the Writing Center come up to you while you are working at the bookstore and congratulate you on Graduation then ask..."So what are you doing" and all you have to point to is the register in front of you and your lanyard. Meanwhile, they are school teachers or medical somethings or you know, not in retail.
But I have a job, right? And I can eat! Right!
So Cheers all around and some naps!
Apparently I forgot to close the gate/it's broken so it never stays shut anyways, and the shiny blue of my fancy bike (that I just dropped 100$ on at the begining of the summer to have tuned up) was too tempting to pass up.
Regardless of the fact that my birthday weekend plans consisted of biking the Kal Haven Trail until South Haven then frolicking in the waves.
Don't worry, my Mom promised me the use of her bike.
And I get to have my Grandmothers bike that is stuck in 3rd gear, so I can work off that extra loving I get from eating mall food.
Also, I tried to install a shelf I bought at IKEA a month or so ago, it took forever, and required a lot of trips to various stores.
Apparently my walls consist of patches of
a. frightenly(sp) thin drywall(?) that the screws just sink into
b. metal
So, one side is secured, the other sort of hangs off.
But I think Beth was aroused by the fact that I know how to handle a drill, and damn well if I may say so.
This just in! It's embarrasing when people you once worked with at the Writing Center come up to you while you are working at the bookstore and congratulate you on Graduation then ask..."So what are you doing" and all you have to point to is the register in front of you and your lanyard. Meanwhile, they are school teachers or medical somethings or you know, not in retail.
But I have a job, right? And I can eat! Right!
So Cheers all around and some naps!