Is there anything sadder than rims that don't spin?
I say neigh.
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Lots of nothing to talk about re: the weekend. It was cold, rainy, and I consumed more cholesterol than i though possible; also, a steak. There were Amish girls riding bikes in the cold rain with no tights or legwarmers to protect their skinny limbs, we spent our inheritence on Reisling, I met a substitute teacher who worked in a winery and I thought to myself how eaasily I could do that.
You might also find it interesting that I read a book about border collies who live on a farm and WORK and now I think my dog is nothing but a lazy, unemployed hunk of fur who sleeps all day and eats our gum, similar to several of my roommates circa 1999-2001.
Tonight, I will either go visit my BBFFFFF, bored in the hospital with her two year old who has a sinus-thing. Or, I'll go drink at a bar with friends, something I feel I haven't done since the Clinton administration. Maybe both.