Rode my bike to work this morning. May just be the last time until Spring. This is distressing. Riding my bike is my zen. It's where I live, I am a biker chick in the true sense of the word. I even wore my brand new black leather coat! See. Biker chick all the way.
Well, all the way until it gets a bit colder and the icy and white stuff starts covering the roads. Then I'll be a sled chick.
Won't that be fun? Bu-Dawgh doesn't like my bike, or my snow machine, there's not enough room to sit comfortably, and there aren't walls to keep him from falling off.
So, is the time change kicking anyone else's butt? Does it even matter anymore, now that Nicolai has taken office?
Ugh. Good times are comin' I can feel it!
Oh, btw, happy birthday, Mouth, but if you want me to sing to you, you have to show up once in awhile!