Ski-U-Mah
Confused? Me too.So I keep seeing these goofy gophers all over and they are starting to freak me out. Honestly, the program here at the University is very good and I'm sure that the administration only has the best intentions, but so far it hasn't really shown. I don't want to go too far into it, except to say one thing. If anyone tries to claim that I don't know what it feels like to be discriminated against for being a white male, they will be wrong, wrong, wrong. Apparently living in under the Etoile du Nord my whole life (and paying taxes) means that I am in fact an underclass citizen. Who knew? Whatevs. ND, I miss thee.
Oh, and my "mostly" complete apt is cyberly disabled... at least for another 19 days until Time Warner/AOL decides they'll come out and rewire me.
No internet. The horrors.
Anyway, I finally managed to pick up a bike at the local 'get. Soon I will be weaving in and out of traffic, maddening all manner of motorists on the thoroughfare known as University Ave. Suckers. The bike is amazingly similar to my last... crappy brakes and all. By the time I was done with the last one, its front bearings were totally shot, the front wheel had about 2 inches of horizontal play, the brakes were miserable, and I managed to inexplicably pound a sizable bulge into the back rim/tire causing some pretty hillarious braking episodes (Mmm... this thing doesn't seem to be worki- *sccreeeeech*) Which reminds me... I sold the beast to Hoover for $20. I suppose he's the sucker.
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