next stop

clarkson go station has these neato lock up your bicyclette stations. i was pretty bummed when we got off and i all i had were feet. no bicycle. actually that doesnt sound very good. im happy i have feet, im just not happy i dont have a bicycle to ride and lock underneath that nice little shelter. make sense?


i changed into this skirt on the 5:30 go train. it was packed. i had another skirt on that was hella constricting. i gotta say im pretty good at changing into things without actually getting naked. camp and gm class made me a pro. jeez kids can be so cruel. i forgot the upper portion of my legs hadn't been attended to hairwise since my last wax though. jogee said he couldnt even tell until i said something. but he's so used to my legs by now that even if i had a giant kitchen knife coming out of my thigh he probably wouldn't have noticed either.