I got a bike. it's not my bike. but i rode it. i rode it three miles into town today. there was a long hill that made me go fast. i went to the laundromat where i WASHED CLOTHES. i rode up and down main street for whatever reason, when i decided to stop at this place to get a quesadilla... but they didn't have quesadillas... so i got a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. i ate it. then i went back and put my clothes in the dryer. i left the laundromat again because the only people that would steal my clothes were old people, and it would be funny to see an old person wearing loose pants and a quicksilver shirt. i decided to ride up a really big hill to simon's rock so i could see mally. i got there. she was in the library. we sat in the library for awhile. then we went back to her room and lay in each others arms for a long time. i gave her a massage. then i had to ride back, get my clothes and try to get home before it got too dark. oh, i went to the store before i went home. some girls tried to pick me up. i turned them down because i have a lovely, beautiful girlfriend. then i rode home. the hill that made me go fast at first made me go slow this time. it got dark before i got home. i hurt. i'm sore. i'm tired... there's a leak in my room. we had to shut the water off.

if i was in canada, i'd give bryan o'malley a big hug. just because.