Aside from the bike stuff this weekend, I also spent quite a lot of time with Cake Woman. For those of you who don’t know, she’s not just beautiful and smart, she’s also funny and not afraid to kick my ass.
Anyway, today I exploded my brain again, but Cake Woman brought me cookies and ordered me to do some stuff for her, so now I’m ready to do another million homework problems involving reasoning so abstract that it doesn’t even bear on itself. Or something. I had Mountain Dew today, and I’m so old that it fucked up my head. Sigh. My brain felt inside out when I got home, but putting my forehead against her cool, soft skin turned it back the way it was supposed to be.
Also, Paul is going to Mexico and I didn’t know, or I didn’t hear, or something. I never see Paul any more and it is all my fault.