bad pool

threw out my mid back today. it's never been this bad. it took me 5 mins to figure out how to get out of bed. now i'm not sure what's next. was going to walk miss moots, but i'd need to take my cell phone and might have to call 911.

and all for what? a swim. geez. thought i could get away with going a little harder after being back on for some weeks.

that'll learn me. and these 60 hour weeks have got to stop so i can take better care during the week. funny thing is, i can usually still ride like this. will find out tomorrow.

moots

during

after

thristy knowledge

seriously. if you have not read them yet, your life has not reached anywhere near it's pinnacle. got to love sarcasm when it's dressed up like this on the interwebs. i admit, i may be one of a very small circle that finds this funny. but i stand by my convictions.

lady

for amy.

the scene with the eye patch in the hot tub breaks the moment, but it was either that or a montage of sharon tate (beautiful and sad, maybe more apropos).

and muddled lyrics translation for obsolete. french and engrish.

you ask questions, i give answers. at least for the simple questions.

exit

see also french leave. (thanks unk)