It feels surreal to have a 3 (for this week, 4) day weekend.
How odd.
In other news, I ate shit on the curb of Jefferson when someone stepped in front of my already slow-moving bike and I toppled over trying to avoid her.
I now have a fear of crossing roads on bikes and not very pretty skinned knees.
I also have a myriad of ridiculous band camp tanlines, to the point where I'm one ethnicity from the neck up and about 2 others from the neck down.
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the big X or crosswalks in the middle of the intersection looks like a death trap... im waiting for the day theres a multi-bike pile-up in the middle of the street
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