when you live the singleton life you can drop plans just like that. for a number of reasons, i decided to postpone my trip up north and rest easy in portland. MY hometown...i've been going a mile a minute these days. it's true. ever since i walked on NW soil, i've been wanting to make my mark in as many places as possible. i must s-l-o-w it down. its time to restock and decelerate... i'm stoked that the nederlanders won! i need to go watch me some SOCCER!!! oh yea, last night, the singer came to life and the liner for my hand-bag is [almost] done. ;) don't prick your finger t.j.
a high school mate of mine found me the other day. kenny b. he is now married, 3 children, wife is from india and is working in aghanistan -- army stuff. and marc, my cousin, who lives in saudi arabia complains about the 100 degree weather. geez... if i don't have it spoiled-rotten here. :) and a good friend wrote "we all have good days and bad days consider yourself normal, some things are easier to get over than others."
and in my eyes, a bike is a bike. just ride it. no more mixed signals please. on my wishlist, a front bike basket, fenders, a night light and a new bell -- the old-fashioned kind.
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