gimlets gimlets gimlets

Finally found my cocktail of choice thanks to Grandma Lois <3

say goodbye to dr. pepper

I decided to give up soda. At least for as long as I can. We'll see how long it lasts. Coffee, on the other hand, now that I will never give up.

I went riding with my brothers and bf yesterday. Of course they left me behind, which was what I wanted. Helps me focus on my own pace, meaning going 13 mph without having someone say "hurry up Dre!" I changed my stem and put my seat up higher thanks to the advice of Raul, the Mexican cycling veteran I met around the loop. The first thing he said to me was "left left left!" and I smiled, laughed, and yelled sorry as he swished past me. He came back around and told me to put it in a lighter gear and gave me other useful pointers. I guess not all spandex clad cyclists are assholes!

I woke up last night with a throbbing migraine. The kind that makes you cry because it hurts so much. I haven't had one in a very long time so this was rather interesting to me. I ended up taking some tylenol, then a mild sedative to calm me down. Before I slept I was reading Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince (yeah, yeah, yeah). It was almost as if someone hexed me for about an hour and a half in the middle of the night because I woke up feeling completely fine like it had never happened.

circa 1997

Slowly, but surely, getting back to my old self. I'm happy about that.

a blast from the past

I added a couple of people from elementary school as friends on my facebook...don't know if they will remember me...it's so weird how sometimes I can easily remember first and last names of old friends from about the ages of 6-11. It's more of an experiment really...to see if they accept that is.

On another note, I'm going riding tonight in honor of 'le tour de france.' It's the first time I've actually watched it and it's insane...I wish my km to mile conversions were a little bit faster in my head though. I hear the commentators say that the peloton is going 90 km/h...so I'm thinking to myself...90 km/hr...what's 90 km/hr?? So of course I convert it on my trusty widget since I'm bad at math and..wtf? These riders are going about 56 mph?! Those fans are freakin' hilarious too. I swear if I win that trip to France in 2010 I'm going to make Rob wear a cow suit and run as far as he can next to Lance.

these lines, albeit hilarious, really did move me.

Taraji P. Henson as Sharice Watters in "Smokin' Aces"
Alicia Keys as Sykes

WATTERS
You just goin' grin? Y'ain't goin
comment on that, at all? Trampy ass
skeezers, doin' damage they ain't
even smart enough to see. That don't
gall you at all?
(beat, closer)
Bitches like those are the same ones
runnin' feminism right to the brink
girl. Bitches like that the reason
mafuckas don't take our species
seriously. We jus' meat for male
consumption, we jus' pieces a'ass
and pussy, somethin' pretty in
lipstick and eye liner can suck cock.

Sykes, embarrassed, nudging Watters, knock-it-off...

WATTERS
Bitches like that make me weep for
what could be-- if we could all,
sisters everywhere, black, white,
yellow and brown, put our shit down
one time, unified front, the force
of the female race, mobilized, moving
as one...

The woman, smile severely strained, the pro-feminist diatribe falling on decidedly deaf ears. An awkward beat, then;

SYKES
I'm gonna need a mini-bar key too.

purple beauty

I need to get my ass on this bike and start riding again...why am I typing about it and not DOING it? Oh yes...I'm waiting for dusk to hit.

my brother takes the best pictures.

Two of my favorite things: Rob & a glass of wine. A person can be a "thing" sometimes right?