On the way home from graduate school tonight, i became revenous and had nowhere to turn. i had consumed all my Tree Hugger snacks and Squirrel Food as one student calls it (that last link had nothing to do with squirrels or their food. i found it under tree hugger, and i laughed.) i even tried a lukewarm mixture of water chocolate slimfast powder. But to no avail, i was still hungry. I turned, ever so slightly, into the Farmer Boys parking lot. Since i dont eat me, or actually, things that look like complete flesh, i opted for the tried and true, Grilled CHeese now there is nothing wrong with cheese and bread per se, BUT, when the bread is white and void of nutrients, then lathered with a "Butter flavoredpaste" which is then smashed against some straight up American Cheese, and grilled next to a Pork Chop, this is not the form of nutrition i needed. But it was SO GOOD.
My hands became slippery with saturated fat, i had to wipe them on the Puppy's head to avoid stearing wheel slippage. Puppy rides shoty with me everywhere i go, i think he ate the wrapper for the sandwich.
As i injested this mock-meal, i could feel the adipose around my mid section thicken into a thicker layer of blubber which will make me more buoyant incase of a water landing and it will help insulate me for this terribly cold, 80 degree winter weather.
Alas, it is over. i am not even close to full, and i have homework to complete, which will have to wait until....never. I must sack out, get up at 4am to ride, go to work, go to class, go lift weights to get huge, go home, repeat.
I do still ride them for sure. Boulevard road race was, well on the road, which reminded me a myriad of times why i truly love to ride mountain bikes.
Could the owner of the mid-quality double wide that has been parked for OVER A WEEK on the first good turn out coming up HWY 38, please come and take it HOME.