sitting around cold today, putting off homework. that's only been interrupted by standing out in the yard getting rained on waiting for my dog to do something. anything. and then she just looks at me like i'm some kind of a jerk. like it's my fault it's cold and raining. and then there's the whole footwashing ritual, which i understand baptists really get down with, but having lost my faith and all...

oh, sorry. no, i don't think i'll be riding.