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Wednesday, February 09, 2005
Biking Fiend
I've cycled back and forth from work to Thousand Oaks (yes, using my electric assist, shut up) and I think I've found the route that I like that minimizes the amount of traffic lights I'd encounter. I can still make it in either direction with a full tank, so I'm not worried about range, especially since I still pedal a little on my own to try and get some workout.

I spent last night playing video games, the first time in a long time, and before long it was 3am. Oh, that's what that's like. It was pretty neat, getting in late, throwing in a load of laundry, nuking some leftovers, and playing video games. For me, the height of luxury and romance is still slipping on a comfortable robe and lounging around my spacious house.

Making slow progress with Wind-Up Bird Chronicle. I originally compared it to a Lynch film, and so far it's stayed true to that comparison: it's gotten weirder and weirder.
Etched by Ron / 2/09/2005 11:31:00 AM |
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