Also, it is 2 am and 80 degrees outside. this is fucked up. isn't it supposed to get colder during the night?

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Anonymous said…
Warm nights are nice. You should have went for a bike ride.
-d
4/25/2007 3:45 AM
Pixel said…
yeah, but it was 2 am and I'd had two glasses of wine
4/25/2007 4:46 AM
Anonymous said…
I didn't think there were laws regarding driving a bicycle drunk?
4/25/2007 7:56 AM
Pixel said…
no, but there is common sense
4/25/2007 5:50 PM
Anonymous said…
So you don't think you can drive a bicycle while intoxicated? You must have been three sheets to the wind....
4/26/2007 4:00 AM
Pixel said…
No no, I wasn't too bad, but it was 2 am, very dark, on a college campus, which includes other drunken driving people. But, they're driving cars.
4/26/2007 9:24 AM
Anonymous said…
No one knows their own limits better than that person themselves. If you didn't feel safe, I would say go with it and stay in for the night. Mary is by far too precious (is that how you spell it, I thought there was an s in there?) a commodity to be squandered away on a drunk biking accident. Also, there are millions of miles of sidewalk to ride on here if you see a car, I'll take it there isn't out by your school? From what I remember of that area, it is kind of hilly and mountiany, right? Better to open a window and enjoy the warm breeze.
4/27/2007 3:51 AM
Anonymous said…
Paypal, You Dork!! :)
4/27/2007 11:28 AM
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