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I've been off tumblr for Lent for less than 48 hours and already it's like I forgot how to be a person.
It's been under 20 degrees all this week, which makes a mockery of me because I don't know how to exist in this weather? Whose fault is it? What if I lived in Canada or something, what then? This morning I drove to yoga and saw two girls who live in my neighborhood and generally commute everywhere by bike, and I was like "Ahhh if you guys did it then I should've done it!" And they were like "No, it's 6 degees out and 5:30 AM there is ice everywhere we got a ride." I remember some dumb conversation (one of what felt like infinitely many) amongst the Bikemore group where a huge fight broke out. I guess the origins were that Bike to Work Day coincided with a torrential downpour, and it got rescheduled, and some of the cyclists were like "You should bike to work in all weather no matter what #10000milesayear" and I was not on that side. Anyway I'm glad they were also okay with that. I want to be car independent but I also don't want to be murdered by a vehicle while skidding on some ice, and as I die on the road my blood is the only thing keeping me warm at all.
Our house is so nice! I was not amped about it, because Don wouldn't buy me my favorite house since he's too hung up on air conditioning and whether or not it "works", but now that we're moved in and the initial horror has worn off I love it. The rabbits have so much space for their furry frolicks and the cats run up and down the steps and I have so much space in our kitchen. And a gas stove. It's fun and awful to shop at a new grocery store. It's for sure more expensive for poorer quality, #citylife, and I have to buy produce basically every other day because it doesn't last very long. Its always about to go.
It's my birthday soon! Everyone should come over and we'll dance.
I just wanna reblog something.
It's been under 20 degrees all this week, which makes a mockery of me because I don't know how to exist in this weather? Whose fault is it? What if I lived in Canada or something, what then? This morning I drove to yoga and saw two girls who live in my neighborhood and generally commute everywhere by bike, and I was like "Ahhh if you guys did it then I should've done it!" And they were like "No, it's 6 degees out and 5:30 AM there is ice everywhere we got a ride." I remember some dumb conversation (one of what felt like infinitely many) amongst the Bikemore group where a huge fight broke out. I guess the origins were that Bike to Work Day coincided with a torrential downpour, and it got rescheduled, and some of the cyclists were like "You should bike to work in all weather no matter what #10000milesayear" and I was not on that side. Anyway I'm glad they were also okay with that. I want to be car independent but I also don't want to be murdered by a vehicle while skidding on some ice, and as I die on the road my blood is the only thing keeping me warm at all.
Our house is so nice! I was not amped about it, because Don wouldn't buy me my favorite house since he's too hung up on air conditioning and whether or not it "works", but now that we're moved in and the initial horror has worn off I love it. The rabbits have so much space for their furry frolicks and the cats run up and down the steps and I have so much space in our kitchen. And a gas stove. It's fun and awful to shop at a new grocery store. It's for sure more expensive for poorer quality, #citylife, and I have to buy produce basically every other day because it doesn't last very long. Its always about to go.
It's my birthday soon! Everyone should come over and we'll dance.
I just wanna reblog something.