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Saturday, May 30, 2009 All Back Together Again My bike has been fixed, at the very relatively minor cost of $29, which, while adding to the evergrowing "Idiot Penalities" column, is a hell of a lot better than I was imagining it might be. Additionally, on the definite 'good/bad simu' tip is that the dude also tightened my shit up and explained how cleaning everything down will do me wonders (via the miracles of Simple Green); however, he also warned me that the battered and dirty state of my bike has me due for a full tune-up/clean down in the imminent future. At $125 I'm not entirely prepared to cover this cost, but worse was his added thoughts that I will probably end up needing a new drive cassette (anywhere from $60-$120) due to the excessive wear placed on my steed. I have taken his tidings to heart and spent part of the afternoon cleaning everything down with Simple Green, but it's definitely also a testament to the incredible sloppiness with which I seem destined to live my life. Amusingly enough, Mark J-J made a comment to me today while playing basketball that,
And he is right, and I don't know (yet) how else to live. Labels: basketball, BEAUMONT, biking, exercise, fucktactics posted by Nihilist Loves Hate, Hates Everything at 5/30/2009 09:09:00 PM 2 comments |
I follow your blog now! Is that creepy? Probably.
Anyway, just wanted to say: I took piano lessons once a week for ten years. And every week my piano teacher would watch with dismay the convoluted ways I chose to play things. "Why are you using that fingering, instead of just 1-2-3-4-5?" she'd ask, baffled, and then the inevitable follow up question: "Why do you go out of your way to make things as complicated as possible? Why not just go the obvious and easy way?" I still hear her voice in my head asking that question on a regular basis, and I still don't have a good answer for her.
-Katie ("Em Dash")
Holla, girlfriend. Holla.
[Also, it seems amazing to me that the "captcha" I must type to add this comment is the word "shush".]
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