What the hell, people? I mean it this time. I was driving my bike on the sidewalk, trying to go uphill, and everyone kept getting in the way so much that I couldn't gain the momentum to get to the top. I just gave up and walked it up the hill. I mean, Jesus, move your fucking asses. Goddamned deer in headlights.
Someone's gonna go down.
I feel like I'm invisible sometimes. I step onto the sidewalk, and have to fall over myself so that people don't crash into me, with that look on their face that makes it clear that no ones home.
And then to top it off, this morning my bike was heavier than yesterday, somehow, making it a mild challenge to drag up the stairs. It's just being one of those days, and it's only 10:30.
Moreover, someone is trying to talk me out of the tattoo. Grr. I think I'm gonna go lay down and possibly read before poetry class.
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