Neil on my door

So I've been re-inhabiting my room for a couple weeks as of Friday. It's interesting. I sort of pulled it all apart and didn't put it back together. I like it. Once it's a little more decent, I'll show you my linoleum. It's pretty fucking ferocious, I'll tell you.

Last weekend I took a couple of buses to Tukwilla, then rode my bike to Puyallup to Rainier CrossFit for the Level One certification they had there. It was a good time, though all week I felt like the Jolly Green Giant had grabbed a leg in each hand and gave me a friendly squeeze. Today was the first day it didn't seem like it would hurt to sleep. Good times.

I'm actually just wasting time, when I should be packing my saddlebags for my trip tomorrow night to Bellingham. Instead I've been sitting here listening to Eleni Mandell and looking at Neils floods. Neil is cool beyond cool, and can get away with that shit.