Sep. 17th, 2018

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I got pretty comfortable with Perseverance through the 550ish miles we covered since the middle of August. Enough to really miss being able to change gears without pedaling and while sitting still. I'd probably ride him to work once or twice a week, except that I put worn out tires that I don't trust on him. I guess I'm glad I never got around to tossing them. It's not the right weather for the studded ones yet, so those are still in the closet.

Gear mechanism aside, being on Longing again feels great! Would anybody like to go for a ride with me this weekend? I might go up to the botanic gardens.

It's ridiculously hot here today. I walked to Jewel over lunch for groceries and was dripping sweat by the time I got back.
stormdog: a woman with light skin and long brown hair that cascades over one shoulder. On her other side, she is holding a large plush shark against herself. She has pink fingernails and pink cat eye glasses (Default)
Kittens kick the giggly blue robot! All Summer! Maybe? God-damn!

(I'm listening to More Perfect as I discard books.)



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Unrelated, my head hurts again.
stormdog: a woman with light skin and long brown hair that cascades over one shoulder. On her other side, she is holding a large plush shark against herself. She has pink fingernails and pink cat eye glasses (Default)
I ran into someone who walked backward from the sidewalk into the street while talking to his friends. I couldn't immediately find my bell since it's in a different place than I'm used to, but I yelled "Hey hey hey hey," the only word I could bring quickly to mind, as I approached our apparent point of collision, but to no avail. I slowed down and turned away as much as I could so it was a glancing blow that did not seem to do him any harm, though one of the two carryout containers he was holding sailed up in an arc that ended in a splattery face-plant on the pavement.

I stopped to ask if he was ok. When it seemed he was, I started on my way as he observed "Really? Fucking dick." Maybe he expected me to replace his food? I dunno.

Advice for everyone; don't walk backward into traffic. It's a bad idea.

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