was riding her bike through the park in front of me. i thought she was a man at first, but then she stopped to let me pass, and so she could repack her pipe.. i ove strange people. they make me feel normal.
When I used to work until early hours at an italian restaraunt, I would eat my supper while riding home. Only police and taxi drivers witnessed this messy experience!
hehe .... yesterday it was hotter than hell here and I saw a guy with a red sweater riding a bike ..... I liked him too.
