Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Taunt Not The Fates

For they are wrathful. Despite living in a place where it is meteorologically impossible, despite temperatures reaching 90 not 2 days before, do not, do not, mention how wonderful it is to ride a bike, because the fates will call down a hail storm on your ass while you bike home from campus.


Hail storm.

When I took off my helmet, a whole Icee full of slush poured off.

Those of you who know where I live can share in my stupification, but not my sodden blue jeans.

I need hot chocolate.

1 comment:

jayfish said...

i gues you've got today's picture already set then...