Thursday, October 20, 2005

My bike was lifted

...directly off the ground, and then taken against its will. I HATE it when I become a statistic, and now I'm a UCSB-student-with-a-stolen-bike statistic. The bike was a total piece, but it was unique! It was an old mountain bike of my fathers, all chrome (rusted but still chrome) and sturdy as hell. I'm seriously bummed. Even more bummed then when I almost became a statistic of a different kind a couple of nights ago when I fell asleep at the wheel while in the fast lane. Nice boost of adrenaline when I woke up though! WOOSH!


Post a Comment

<< Home