Sunday, February 22, 2009

the goods

1. funsavers
2. rolands
3. W
4.

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

please please please

never have i ever







been this anxious for a returned phone call.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

won't stop after all

i promise. russia is gone but its not over.
sometimes i like the desert. things i like about the desert: bike weather, occasional plants and animals

actually the other day and by the other day i mean twoorthreeweeksago i was riding under the bridge by the lake after the green belt ends as the sun was low and everything was kind of brownishgreyishblueish and there were three shadowy figures and i thought they were kyotes but closer they were three javelins and i didn't know if i should stop and wait for them to go along their way or zip by and hope i'd be invisible and i couldn't process it all fast enough and so i just skidded my way up to their feet and crossed my fingers i was invisible but no such luck and i scared #1 so bad he started scurrying as fast as possible like a cartoon trapped in the air and he was going so fast he turned sideways and i was super horrified and stopped moving at some point but wasn't sure when because i was so mesmerized and he finally makes it to his feet and launches himself up this nearly vertical embankment and i just know he's gunna snowball down and hit me. then #2 does the same run in place and loose his shit and turn on his side like a top or a plastic pass the pig and then up the embankment and then #3 and this is all happening so slow and i know i'm just about to be avalanched by javelins and wind up in the river and not be able to lift my bike out and the whole time all i could think was what if one of them has rabies then its def the end of me and i knew all along i'd die at the hands of a wild animal and how silly that it'd be what is essentially a slim and hairy desert pig but i'm clearly out numbered.

i should really get over rabies. its not very rational.
i should also write more. and get out the desert. at least for a little while.


and maybe stop being so dramatic