shit stroll

today i went in to meet with the lady i sold the pilot 5.2 to. she was full of smiles and saying i want my bike just like meghans. which cracked me up. i told her to get a diff. saddle. yadayada. she then presumes to talk to me saying that she can tell that i really love bikes. i smile. she then tells me that when they first walked in and i was the first one to approach them that they were a little skeptical. i laughed. then she said that when they drove away they all decided that i was perfect for them and that i did a great job. i didnt know if i should have taken that good or bad... just made me think. and then i thought who gives a fuck. i do my job as best i can, if the little red headed tattooed gurl scares you i probably dont want to work with you cause you are too fing conservative. which brings me to another point. i made a new friend today. she is super rad. we literally talked about everything. politics. when i swear someone lit a fire cracker up my ass cause i get so routy when i talk about poli. anyways i like my new friend. she is like me where we arent going to school to be in college. where we drink and fuck. that is a bit harsh so sorry. there is more to life for me like bikes. ah ha. damnit i really love them.

and to end my somewhat pointless stories and tangents.

i bought pirate socks. they have a hott pink skull on them. and then pink camo. and some EVIL.