thirty mile an hour floss with death

[teknicolorpanda]

today, was a day filled with seemingly chance occurences that all added up to a very, very interesting day. first of all, it was an unseemingly good weathered day, i started riding to school fully wintered up; long sleeves, facemask, cold weather gloves--the works. so i ended up shedding most of that and continuing my ride in short sleeves and fair weather gloves sans facemask. as i pedaled down old redmond road picking up speed until i was even with the cars at thirty miles an hour (give or take) a black jetta in front of me decided to slow down and turn right--without checking his mirrors-----for ME. (now the play by play, please keep in mind the extremely small span of time this takes place in----really small amount of time, btw)
[me] oh hell, is he turning right? he doesn't see me does he?

[him] turning right (whistling to self)

[me] sweet jesus in heaven

[him] i'm a total oblivious moron, who is fat and smelly and drinks starbucks everyday and puts my kids in daycare and doesn'tcheck my mirrors

[me] fuuuuuuuuuuuuck!!!

[him] what the shit?! (as he clips my back wheel)

[me] ohshitohshitohfuckohshit (as i careen onto the sidewalk at twenty seven miles an hour)

and afterwards, in my adrenaline overloaded state, i decided to floss more....and tell my family that i love them.

then i get to school and the sun goes away and it starts pouring rain. i used a pencil under my chin tojab me awake when i nodded off in math class. i found a key for my bike lock that i thought i forgot. we got out early from film class. my sister made cookies. and my free rolling stone magazine came. what a day, i tell ya.....