05.20.2003
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bikes
Holy foikes! $1995.-- worth of utter biking beauty. Internal gear hub and integrated transmission? Okay by me. I hate always having to replace the damned chain. Okay, I also love the absolutely minimalist design. Hell, it matches my doomBook. Okay as well: I certainly can't afford $2000 in my post-career life. But I can dream, non? Speaking of French, Mystie and I saw the Matrix Reloaded to-night. Very exciting, action-packed film. Very eye-candy-liscious. Still ain't the first one, though. And I have to say that when Lambert Wilson let loose with a string of Parisian cusses (to demonstrate how delicious it feels to swear in French. I think he said it was like wiping your arse with silk), the audience sort of laughed at the pansy-arsed nature of it. He should have learned Qu�b�cois. The swearing's just as string-together-able, much much *much* more delicious. On the way home, we were absolutely ravenous and slightly headachy. Mystie more so than me. To the point of being a little nauseous. I tucked her in and figured I'd let her sleep. Hm, which is where I think I'm headed now...
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