...and what rough beast, its hour come round at last, slouches towards bethlehem to steal your lunch money? that's me jerks!
Sunday, November 16, 2008
wind 1, bastard 0
the bastard spent the bulk of this weekend, working on the whole "nesting" thing.
yeah. nesting.
it's like this, i've gotten engaged to my ladyfriend and we're slowly working towards moving into her place. so we've been spending our weekends making an alcove studio apartment in manhattan roomy enough for the two of us. space has always been an issue for the bastard.
so it's been runs to ikea and putting stuff together and remembering to bring the means to put this crap together over. by the by jon, i still have your ryobi drill. it's fucking handy. let em know when you need it back.
this week has been an extensive week in the office, so i haven't been able to ride the bike all week. and tonight was the night.
decided to run a few errands.
ran out of gas.
popped the reserve and got some more and headed east.
and the wind toosed the bastard all oever the highway like a rag doll.
it was good times.
i feel like hell now. lots to do. lots changing.
—the bastard
Labels:
moto,
THE FHILLS,
the machine,
the night,
the q borough is thorough,
the weather
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2 comments:
Keep it as an engagment gift.
awwwwww. you shore am sweet.
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