"I like to ride my bicycle, I like to ride my bike...."

"BIcycle (race), BIcycle (race)!"
Oh I heart Queen. I heart them good.

My bicycle and I, on the other hand, had quite the disagreement this monring. I wanted to get off my bike while looking rather coordinated and cool, he, on the other hand, did not. The result? Some rather nasty looking raspberry-type bruises on my left thigh. They dont hurt, they just look real bad. I'm way smooth I know.... you know how they say you never forget how to ride a bike...? That may be true, but how to get offa one is a totally differnt story. In front of an entire street filled with people driving themselves to work...... I was actaully quite amused by the cliche-ness of it all. :p Leave it to me.....

I also learned today that I am definitly not a port, but a very distinctive starboard. There I shall stay, away from Kay and near Lauren Landers, whose way funnier than anyone else anyways. :p