05.21.2006 || 13h40

birthday stuff

So I'm 34. It's pissing out (like it's been dong for the last twelve million days) and I have to go back to the bike store and yell at them over the fact that my new bike still doesn't work right, but hey, I'm no longer working at CoffeeHellCo -- and that's amazing.

Also, Jazz bought me a black Camelbak to match my new bike. She's also forbidden me from buying any gear that's not black, grey or white so that I match the bike. Which works fine by me, lemme tell you...

But it mean she had to find the black version of a model that everyone in town has on their shelves... in blue.

Anyway, that's my birthday so far...



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One last little note... - 09.21.2006

de-stressing, biking and terrorism - 06.06.2006

Mildly stressed... - 05.29.2006

More crime stupidity - 05.28.2006

Scary stuff - 05.25.2006



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