I will be leaving you for two weeks, which yes, correspond perfectly with le Tour de France. (Oh ;asg;hager;agrkjhaerlhjbaldjfh;ajsfd fmlfmlfmlfmlfml, and the Harry Potter opening night gahhh this sucks) Please don’t go too crazy and leave me without any chance of understanding your memes, rage comics, angry rants, and me gustas. Hasta luego!
n. fear that your connections with people are ultimately shallow, that although your relationships feel congenial at the time, an audit of your life would produce an emotional safety deposit box of low-interest holdings and uninvested windfall profits, which will indicate you were never really at risk of joy, sacrifice or loss.
I watched our town’s bike criterium, they go so (so) fast! You don’t quite realize the skill and nerve it takes to go around those corners until you’re right there, and I still can’t comprehend how they don’t crash while so close. A lot more fun to see them go around 20+ times than at the Tour of Cali when I only saw the peloton for about three seconds. There was a small crash during the men’s pro bunch sprint but everyone turned out fine, just some road rash. Ahhhhhh, makes me want to jump on my bike and quit school and just ride. Plus there was someone from Garmin Cervelo, aaaand I can’t wait until le Tour! (Long text post is long)
You’re sitting there trying to read their lips like:
Then after a few minutes they’re just like:
Then they look away but you finally figure out what they said and you go, “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ok.”
And they’re like:
thank you anon! (:
