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Somebody's been messing with my ride >:-[
Feb. 22nd, 2007 09:54 pmWhen I got to the busstop tonight I found my bike with a flat tire and a broken spoke. I'm pretty sure these things don't just break spontaneously while a bike is parked. Fuckers.
Before I started my walk home, I treated myself to a wintersportburger at McD across from the busstop. Food = energy baby;)
Because the bikeshop is kinda-sorta on the way home, I was planning on dumping my bike there to get repaired. It was closed because of a dinerbreak. Hrmpf. So I walked home first.
To my surprise my mom not only cleaned my house (I knew she was gonna do that, I'm a lazy slob, but I pay well *g*), but she also left a present on the table: a funky book about pigs. Wahey!
After putting away my groceries and having a little rest from the walk, I went back to the bikeshop. I can pick up my bike on Saturday. Luckily I have a spare bike, so no excuse not to get to the bus on time tomorrow. Damn.
Before I started my walk home, I treated myself to a wintersportburger at McD across from the busstop. Food = energy baby;)
Because the bikeshop is kinda-sorta on the way home, I was planning on dumping my bike there to get repaired. It was closed because of a dinerbreak. Hrmpf. So I walked home first.
To my surprise my mom not only cleaned my house (I knew she was gonna do that, I'm a lazy slob, but I pay well *g*), but she also left a present on the table: a funky book about pigs. Wahey!
After putting away my groceries and having a little rest from the walk, I went back to the bikeshop. I can pick up my bike on Saturday. Luckily I have a spare bike, so no excuse not to get to the bus on time tomorrow. Damn.