How about that cry fest on Monday, huh?
My face is still all sticky, but not from sobbing like an idiot. It’s cause I eat cake with no hands.
Or as my friend KB is fond of saying, “An F’s as good as an A.”
One of my favorite things about getting back to real life after the Interbike Trade Show of Bikecycles and Bikecycle stuff, is not being there anymore.
It’s such a bizarre place, even the reflections there don’t make sense.