4 days of retarded drunken fun

I figured as much for the lsd idea


I drank a 40 tonight. I really am bike trash. oh god.


I went to a party [!!!] there were a bunch of bike kids. We were talking about bikes for a bit and then I mentioned where I lived and everyone was stunned. They were all blown 2 miles from campus. I thought I was the noob but I ride much further than everyone on a daily basis.


the one time I rode to work I was spit at a few times and had cans thrown at me. Oh, that's also the time on my way back a guy purposely tried to run me down something like 3 times. Actually slowed down so I could pass him again and he could have another go at it.


two falls, two head hits. I've already cracked my skull twice


Not being used to having a brake yet I locked it up and went flying over the handle bars. My head hit the pavement so hard my glasses flew off. I tore my favorite jeans, am bleeding from 4 different spots on my left arm, my bike was all jacked up, and when I got up the guy had driven away. I fixed the bike quickly on the side of the road and took off for class fearing I'd be late.