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Jul.04, 2006, filed under Miscellany

Either shape this place out or ship out somewhere elseHaven’t really got much to say for myself at the moment. I’m experiencing a touch of menstrual ennui that I hope will be gone by the weekend. Unless, of course, MVC happens to know some fetish clubs where that sort of thing is de rigeur.

Still fantasising about giving it all up and becoming a cycle messenger in Prague or Vancouver. Or St Andrews, to bring it back home with a bump. I’m appalled at the cycle shops in Fife. Either they are pretty poor or we were positively spoilt by the Bike Shed and Richard’s in Exeter.

I miss Richard. I’m in the market for a road bike for Frood. Maybe I should email him a picture of my boobs and see what discount I could get. Only I don’t know whether Mrs Richard reads his email and I don’t think she’d be too impressed if she saw such a thing.

Maybe there is a niche for a QC-style shop-cum-messenger business-cum bistro and bar with a comic shop tacked onto the back (that last is a relatively new addition, prompted by the TOTAL FUCKING LACK OF COMIC SHOPS IN FIFE. Thank gods for Toby, Jimbo and Dominic).

What is it round here? Fife is hardly a rural backwater, yet we had to drive all the way to Inverkeithing just to get a set of Time ATAC cleats.

Oh, and while I was feeling rather pleased with myself over my swimming the other day, watching the ITC Triathlon put it into perspective. Those girlies were doing 1500m in 19 minutes.

19 FUCKING MINUTES!

What, do they come with outboards? That’s 20 seconds a length, only they were outdoors in a lake!

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