not much new, I’m still working like a crazy person, I’m still making art and writing letters, and I’m riding my bike every day/night. I also slept like a person who was really tired would, and it felt awesome. today I made killer blueberry-banana-walnut muffins, and then did a killer uphill ride with the wind kicking my ass the whole time to the beach followed by shaved ice. then my night was filled with painting nails, face masks, a boot leg copy of Harry Potter #7, and clean laundry. I feel really….blessed? lucky? happier than I’ve ever been? sunburnt? all of the above.
also started a new ride, THE SUNSET RIDE. basically we just meet up at this organic food store called Down to Earth around 5:30, we then leave (hopefully on time, but this is Hawaii and everyone is late) around 6:15 after we’ve chosen a destination to watch the sunset, mob it over there, view the epic gloriousness that is a Hawaiin sunset, and then get som beers and chill. Not much to it, but we ride a few miles pretty dang fast, enjoy each others awesome company, and get to be out of the house for a bit without staying out all night. I love it and it’s just another reason I get to be on my bike and not sitting around. so nice and so simple. gotta go sleep like a baby, just wanted to say hi.
OH, and the dog that lives at my house is like my new BF. he is so sweet and fun to play with and loving. his name is Kuma and I’ll show you what he looks like soon!
After spending a few more days in my new house I have come to realize a few awesome things:
I live with 3 attractive, straight, males who clean up after themselves, have manners, and are rarely home. WIN. I brought my land lady some muffins one morning because her office is in this tiny little guest house in our backyard, and she gave me a tiny bush of roses which are now in full bloom in my window. I love the ride to and from work every day because it’s equally pleasurable. My new location is also excellent as far as figuring out how to get everywhere. I guess this would be the Hawaiin version of living in south central Austin. Either way, I am incredibly grateful for how lucky I got with this place!! My room also looks really nice now that it’s unpacked.
I’ve been going on more social type bike rides lately as well, it’s nice to break it up a bit and push myself with other people and enjoy the social aspect of cycling. I know that’s what initially got me into in the first place, but I’ve kind of evolved to a point now were I want to be on my bike with or without people, I just want to push. Push my endurance, push my speed, push my everything to see what I’m made of on the daily. It feels good and I can feel the muscles in my legs getting crazy strong haha, I’m gonna be made of steeeeeelllll yo! Steel with a hint meat, I’ll take it! Also in rad news, I’m dropping my baby off this week at the bike shop where it will undergo a magnificent transformation into a beautiful new stallion. AKA I’m getting that bitch powder coated. They said it’s going to take 2 weeks which is going to be extra rough. I actually felt my heart jump a little when he said that to me, not only because I no longer live really close to my job so it will be a pain and the ass getting to and from every day for 2 weeks, but also because that’s like saying give up your left arm for 2 weeks. Give up your eyes. Give up an extension of yourself for 2 weeks. UGH. But it will be worth it, the guy has never done a 3 color fade and he’s extra stoked to do it, so I have full confidence that he’ll do a great job and try and hurry my little steed back to me. He’s doing the rims too, mint blue! I figured if he’ll powder coat both rims for $40, and it would cost me around $150-200+ shipping for a new set of deep v’s, I’ll settle for the $40. I just recently got my rims trued and they’re super light aluminum, so no need for new rims. In other bike related news as well, I’ve met some super neat bike kids here as well that are real fun to hang out with and I joined a bike mechanics club haha. The people that run The Kickstand basically will teach you to not only repair your bike, but explain pretty much all the components of your bike to you, and let you use their tools for six months and $60. That’s $10 a month to let help me fix my own bike and educate myself for a life time. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!
Work is good as always, making flash, practicing script, trying to keep up the good attitude, just art all the time. It’s like if I’m not thinking about my bike or other bikes, then it’s alllll art. And this one guy….ugh.
I keep telling myself that I can’t have him, I’m not hear him, it’s not worth feeling bad about, it’s ok that he’s more than likely talking to girls in his new city. I want him to be happy. He’s a wonderful person, looks damn good in spandex, and has the best laugh ever. So of course I want good things for him, he deserves it. But am I sad it’s not me he thinks about at night? Yeah. I mean, honestly, I’ve never even tried to put myself out there and tell him I really want to try something with him, because if he doesn’t feel the same way(or never did), then I don’t want to deal with the pain of getting shut down. I don’t want to be shut down by him or anybody. As much as I think there’s something that could come of this, I also have to realistically acknowledge that we are nowhere near each other. How could I ask him to start something or consider it if I can’t even hug him? He’s talking about getting a girlfriend at some point and I’m starting a career. He’s riding his bike one way and I’m riding the other. Damn it. I guess I hope that he ends up happy, and that whoever ends up with him knows how lucky they are and how funny and smart and riduculous he is. I hope they think he’s as funny as much as I do, and that they eat meat so they can cook him bacon because I would never do that for him. Laundry yes, bacon no. I just know I’m going to puke when he gets a girlfriend, haha. I, on the other hand, am going to be celibate forever. FML. At least I’ll end up being a really good tattoo artist on a swanky bike haha. It’s cool, my vagina is just gonna get all dusty and fall off. Whatever, I have better things to worry about, like riding the bus for 2 weeks, finishing some flash, working on jorts tanlines, and getting a 6 pack (abs). HAAA!
Till next time lovers….sorry for the last extra personal paragraph, I just needed to get it off my chest and I didn’t want to say all that to my ALL male co-workers. What am I going to do with myself?