i was singing a song and strand slammed the door at the climactic moment. would you do that? what if the song is a bit silly (not that silly). what if it's sunny saturday afternoon and the sky is blue? would you?
strand's getting fixed internet for the first time in a while. he's e-harried. my internet's pretty weak of late but i've been and continue to aspire to be authentically busy between naps. this afternoon i feel kind of worn out, after yoga and an extra bike around the block fast. this bike is fun. it's light and sturdy, and sweet on concrete corners and curbs.
it's seriously a 'dirt bike' just enlarged a bit.
today i popped a wheelie On Accident showing off and shit.

i need a rest, it's high noon. i just don't feel sleepy. ha ha. my body feels good from all the working out. my knee, lucky charms, really isn't so bad as it was a year ago. and it doesn't freakishly pop or even crunchy so often. it's a great knee. both of my knees are serviceable, even prosperous. (now my right arm pops freakishly. but i don't walk on my arms. i walk on my knees.)

Today I thought of mandy_moon again, riding my bicycle into hijinx, suddenly one w/ her glee. she un e friended me and i think about her lots, it's like being dropped from a childhood friend or fanzine subscription. fun gone. frozen.