hmph

the results of this week: bruises, blood, chapped lips, achy everything, and hopefully at least thirty hours of work. i couldn't be bothered to add it up before i left. the larouche nutbags have been setting up their table right next to my bike every day. i hope when i'm old i don't turn into a crackpot who harangues people with lengthy tirades about impeaching cheney. bo-ring.

i have a new neighbor today. gary has moved into jennifer's old apartment, and he doesn't mind the mold. he's around my height, latino, with long hair. he seems nice, if kind of a metal head. that's probably okay. the little downstairs yippy dog tried to go after luna. i'll punt it if it ever does. dogs should have good manners.

i got nothing. shepherd's pie made by dan is very tasty.