bovine

Fred's Texas Cafe. heads, brands, Lone Star beer, bacon cheeseburgers with Liz, Jacob, and Jade. I ran/walked tonight on a treadmill for thirty minutes so i fucking earned it, okay. lay off.

ah, tomorrow morning Leah, Kathryn, and I hit the road for Austin for some cycling, camping, and general hanging out. I miss that town sometimes. K just got in from her own long road trip from Boston and she is meeting us at the apartment somewhat early tomorrow morning. But according to our friend Mr. RunningBackwards: "the blowfish, fovea, itchy triangle is a powerful creative force," so we shall see what develops here over the next few (surely there are going to be some backblips as we will be out in the Texas hill country fending off rattlesnakes with cycling cleats).