The daily post

Well... not much to say today aside from the mundane, but I figure that a day without a real post is like a remix without a large black man yelling "WOOOOO!", and we all know how rare those are.

So yeah, bike's gone. I've calmed down a bit. Actually, while walking back last night (sans bike), I found a bike lock on the side of the road that wasn't mine, and it was also hacked through. I suspect that there was a string of bike thefts yesternight. Rent collection day in the ghetto perchance (ie. the Goulds)?

"Can I pay in bicycles?" asks the motherfucker who stole my bike.

Tis a sad day. Bicycles is gone forever. That's was his name: Bicycles. It was pronounced like "Hercules". OK, I named him just now, but had I known he was going to be stolen, I probably would have named him sooner.

So yeah, got up today, went to the gym for the first time, went to work, went home to eat, and now back at work. And oh yeah! I got two -- count em: TWO! -- parcels today! It turned out to be my DAT-studying books from Amazon.com and the battery charge that I'd left at home a few weeks ago. Yep... it was much more exciting before I openned them. The possiblities were endless at that point. I mean -- It could have been a squirrel call or even a copy of the page-turner How to Good-Bye Depression: If You Constrict Anus 100 Times Everyday. Malarkey? or Effective Way? by some Japanese dude who neglected to hire a proficient translator.

Hmmm... I think I'm gonna sleep on the front lawn tonight...

NOTE: HAPPY BIRTHDAY SALLY!!! I should be calling, but it's waaaaaay too late at night :D