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At least she's got knee protection!
This is my roomie- she's written an article for a newspaper: check Urban Moto to find out where to pick up the next issue and see her words n' my photos published!
Whee.
23 September 2005
insufficient gear
I wouldn't reccommend this- but it's been done before- when a gal decides to go for a ride in a mini skirt and stilettos....
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At least she's got knee protection!
This is my roomie- she's written an article for a newspaper: check Urban Moto to find out where to pick up the next issue and see her words n' my photos published!
Whee.
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At least she's got knee protection!
This is my roomie- she's written an article for a newspaper: check Urban Moto to find out where to pick up the next issue and see her words n' my photos published!
Whee.
hrm
Someone has to tell me what they think of the background- I wanted something kinda nondescript but I haven't seen how it looks in someone else's browser... Plus I can't figure out how to get the sidebar to move over a bit. Oh well...
Actually I think it's pretty rad. I like what random diffusion on the gif-ness did to it.
I don't really want to go to the sinner's ball tonight but I guess I should .. I said I would. ack.
Actually I think it's pretty rad. I like what random diffusion on the gif-ness did to it.
I don't really want to go to the sinner's ball tonight but I guess I should .. I said I would. ack.
21 September 2005
18 September 2005
a sunday full of sun
whazzaaaa
Today I woke up late and looked out the window and saw blue sky- thought to myself, "holy crap, this is probably one of the last days this season I'll get to see blue sky on this side of town" and got my ass out of bed, tossed my homework in my bag, and straddled my momo, and zoomed off down Sunset Highway to golden gate park. There I laid down on the grass and read, then hopped back on my momo and zipped on down to Ocean Beach and spread out in the sand... then I got some coffee and the fog started to roll in... And now I'm home...
What'd you do today?
Today I woke up late and looked out the window and saw blue sky- thought to myself, "holy crap, this is probably one of the last days this season I'll get to see blue sky on this side of town" and got my ass out of bed, tossed my homework in my bag, and straddled my momo, and zoomed off down Sunset Highway to golden gate park. There I laid down on the grass and read, then hopped back on my momo and zipped on down to Ocean Beach and spread out in the sand... then I got some coffee and the fog started to roll in... And now I'm home...
What'd you do today?
17 September 2005
13 September 2005
11 September 2005
this is so f'in stupid.
I can't believe I'm so braindead with this stupid paper. I can't believe that teacher lady's making us write a paper, and read two chapters in the text for the same day. Gohd. I wonder if it's really a bad idea for me to ride to TJ's on the zeph or if I should ride to get my truck ... or if that's just silly. I know I want to get some more in but is today really the day to do it? If I'm going to do it I've got to do it now, and now is obviously not going to happen so the answer is obviously no. Gee whiz I sure talked myself right outta that one, din I. Bah. I'll end up riding to school tomorrow and then straight to my truck afterwards, order tires early ass in the morning and a chain, or wait till the afternoon to do it, KC looks like a place to check out, their site said they have over 1000 tires in stock... Yeah, I'll call them in the morning and see what they have in stock. Or get them to order it. F Mission. They can kiss my ass.
Oh yeah, happy 4 years since 9/11.
Anyway, so I guess I'll just do some more reading, save the rest of the paper for later, and wonder where the hell Greenie went- after I switched out my bed he's nowhere to be found. Damn, I hate misplacing shit.
Current mood: Fuckawf. Sometimes being female just SUCKS beyond belief. (yes it's that time)
Current music: Some classical radio stream kaka.
Oh yeah, happy 4 years since 9/11.
Anyway, so I guess I'll just do some more reading, save the rest of the paper for later, and wonder where the hell Greenie went- after I switched out my bed he's nowhere to be found. Damn, I hate misplacing shit.
Current mood: Fuckawf. Sometimes being female just SUCKS beyond belief. (yes it's that time)
Current music: Some classical radio stream kaka.
10 September 2005
I never thought I'd see the day...
Here she is! My Zephyr 550- I never thought I'd see the day when I could call something so old and so unique my own, ... ha ha... She's a beaut! A few more things on the list to do, and then she'll be boomin! It's so hard to write a paper today when there's this gorgeous being staring at me through the window... Sigh... And the sun, oh the sun! Shining so brightly and me, stuck inside with stupid things called responsibility... ick.
Thanx to Adam for helping sus out the vacuum deal... she does run a bit stronger without all the emissions stuff. Now, it's just fundamentals... Ok, food. Paper. Really.
I swear.
Whee!
09 September 2005
craigslist is easy
So in one successful day, I found a bed, (comfy as ever), got rid of my futon, and that hideous camper shell. Sparky is now back to his roots of being a cool ol' skool truck when EFI was a wanted feature, he proudly displays it and prances free of ugly white nasty crap on his back...
And, despite the feathers poking me in the back and my shoulder, it was extrememly difficult to get out of bed this morning, what with the comfort factor of my sleeping arrangements now increased exponentially.
And, Ivey finally called me and woke me up today, he got married back in May, punk- I wish he hadn't- she's a psycholunatic with homicidal tendencies, and I hope and pray that she doesn't hurt him any more... at least he was able to make his own wise decision to make the long distance call from his work to check in, and let me know he's alive...
Last night's show was cool, I'm glad Josh hooked it up, went to the Mission to Cy's place and we took his vfr to the show, where they used tubas, and a saw, and old tapes, and plastic lambs to play an entertaining performance... A little bit too "rocky" for me but it was neat. Would have rathered been at the burning of Zozo, but my dad sent me phone pics so I felt like I was kinda there in spirit...
Now, to go finish fixin up the Zeph.
And, despite the feathers poking me in the back and my shoulder, it was extrememly difficult to get out of bed this morning, what with the comfort factor of my sleeping arrangements now increased exponentially.
And, Ivey finally called me and woke me up today, he got married back in May, punk- I wish he hadn't- she's a psycholunatic with homicidal tendencies, and I hope and pray that she doesn't hurt him any more... at least he was able to make his own wise decision to make the long distance call from his work to check in, and let me know he's alive...
Last night's show was cool, I'm glad Josh hooked it up, went to the Mission to Cy's place and we took his vfr to the show, where they used tubas, and a saw, and old tapes, and plastic lambs to play an entertaining performance... A little bit too "rocky" for me but it was neat. Would have rathered been at the burning of Zozo, but my dad sent me phone pics so I felt like I was kinda there in spirit...
Now, to go finish fixin up the Zeph.
04 September 2005
Mrowr
Foggy Sunday.
I'm here at Josh's house kitty sittin' and trying to be in a different eviron that I hoped would help me study more effectively, but I felt the need to do some writing before cracking the books and getting down to it... Sleeping in his bed makes me really want to get rid of my futon and find a good full mattress and box spring, I'm sick of the sag and the hardness, and think that it's about time I grow up and break off for comfort and health. It seems that there are quite a few beds either being given away, in an unknown condition, of course, or being sold used for a relatively decent price, again in a somewhat unknown condition...
So this morning I woke up to screaming children and barking dogs, and decided to make some cafe, which I rarely drink but felt the need, for some reason my dreams were again full of random things like working at the Staff and selling little old ladies matches for 3 cents, and couldn't find the coffee filters for the life of me. So, I walked up 24th to Mission and found a taqueria where I got a burrito, then stopped in a donut shop and got the worst coffee I've ever tasted. I sipped on it on my way back to Josh's and heard very little English on my way, then got back here and realized that there is a pantry after all... Lo and behold, the coffee filters- in a taped up box marked K - 07/03/03. They date everything in the cupboard and fridge... Then I proceeded to make some more coffee, and realized that the machine wasn't dripping, and the whole upperhalf was just filling up and up and soaking and soaking, good thing I didn't fill up more than 3 cups of water, otherwise I would've had a mess on my hands, that's for sure... then I realized I could "milk" it, in effect, and got some nice strong coffee, finally...
And now, off to do some more reading up on transgender issues, stress management, which I could use a lot of at this point, and astronomy... I wish I could understand what the hell my teacher was saying, damn accent makes things difficult. Argh...
Current mood: a tad stressed, but ok... relaxing, anyhow... oh yeah, have I mentioned that coffee makes me absoulutely NUTS?
Current music: "The Acceptance Of Absolute Negation" by Six Organs of Admittance - For Octavio Paz
I'm here at Josh's house kitty sittin' and trying to be in a different eviron that I hoped would help me study more effectively, but I felt the need to do some writing before cracking the books and getting down to it... Sleeping in his bed makes me really want to get rid of my futon and find a good full mattress and box spring, I'm sick of the sag and the hardness, and think that it's about time I grow up and break off for comfort and health. It seems that there are quite a few beds either being given away, in an unknown condition, of course, or being sold used for a relatively decent price, again in a somewhat unknown condition...
So this morning I woke up to screaming children and barking dogs, and decided to make some cafe, which I rarely drink but felt the need, for some reason my dreams were again full of random things like working at the Staff and selling little old ladies matches for 3 cents, and couldn't find the coffee filters for the life of me. So, I walked up 24th to Mission and found a taqueria where I got a burrito, then stopped in a donut shop and got the worst coffee I've ever tasted. I sipped on it on my way back to Josh's and heard very little English on my way, then got back here and realized that there is a pantry after all... Lo and behold, the coffee filters- in a taped up box marked K - 07/03/03. They date everything in the cupboard and fridge... Then I proceeded to make some more coffee, and realized that the machine wasn't dripping, and the whole upperhalf was just filling up and up and soaking and soaking, good thing I didn't fill up more than 3 cups of water, otherwise I would've had a mess on my hands, that's for sure... then I realized I could "milk" it, in effect, and got some nice strong coffee, finally...
And now, off to do some more reading up on transgender issues, stress management, which I could use a lot of at this point, and astronomy... I wish I could understand what the hell my teacher was saying, damn accent makes things difficult. Argh...
Current mood: a tad stressed, but ok... relaxing, anyhow... oh yeah, have I mentioned that coffee makes me absoulutely NUTS?
Current music: "The Acceptance Of Absolute Negation" by Six Organs of Admittance - For Octavio Paz
03 September 2005
zozo
I SO WISH I COULD GO this year... it's next week... 'doh well... I'm sure my dad will call me from the fire station, of course...
01 September 2005
- momo
- neat hallway
- amy craazy
- johan
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