I got windows open for my online Excel class. I’ve written a long email to my last girlfriend, my dog is at my feet, home safe after I got him back from a crazy lady who stole him, and it just stopped raining. I opened a bottle of Pinot Noir last night and I’m finishing the other half this morning. Yes, I drink before noon. Then I nap. Then I go to school and pretend I am professional. Then, it’s MILLET time. I eat well.
My friend’s orange 62cm Peugeot is on the stand. His wheels are junk and I need to find replacements. The broken shifters are weird French things I can’t find a replacement for. I am listening to NPR about this debate on whether Hasan is a terrorist or a criminal. My bedtime reading is the US Constitution. I think it needs improvement.
Another sip. Good fucking wine. Bottle is almost gone. I could be doing my Excel work right now. I could be in the shop, filing filing filing away at my miters. Had to go to Seattle to buy half-round files. I got the top tube dead on perfect, but that’s one joint. Time for a ride, with my dog, through the wet world out there. God, I miss the sun. I miss the sun. Can you really get vitamin D from fish oil?