breakfast on the bridges!
It seems that all the good Pedalpalooza events are slipping by.
So far, I've missed at least ten rides or parties I wanted to attend, due to my never ending work schedule and general tiredness. I'm sure I'll miss a whole lot more, too, but at least I made sure to take off the day of the Multnomah County Bike Fair. Of course, I was only able to do that after exasperatedly agreeing to work seven days in a row.
To my constant confusion and general dismay, I am just now beginning my third of those days, the first four of which are morning shifts. I keep coming in, thinking I'll spend the day updating both this and my personal blog, but instead sleepwalking through the day. Yesterday, I actually fell asleep.
I try to be a good person, and I try to go to bed early, but it's summer. Try as I may, I just can't fall asleep before dark. This has been leading me to average four to five hours sleep each night, and I can't help but wonder at which point that bottoms out. I keep thinking I'll go home and take a nap, but then I get there, and as tired as I am, it occurs to me it's pointless. A nap would just cause me to stay up later, possibly equalling less sleep.
This all results in a zombie-like state, including a half-dead stare, a dragging gait, and a level of grumpiness which has me scowling and snapping, biting off the heads of friends and loved ones for their tasty, tasty brains. Well, all except that last part.
Despite all of this, I at least got to see Breakfast on the Bridges this Friday. I wanted to go down and say hello and maybe have a bagel, but I just couldn't make myself move. Besides, I felt like a phony for not riding in that day (or any day this week), and didn't want to be that person who stands around saying things like, "Really, I usually ride my bike. I'd totally have it out here today if I hadn't been recently initiated into the cult of the living dead. Say, that's a pretty fixie..."
Instead of participating, I lazily snapped some photos from the cameras, so that people all over the world, just like me, could live vicariously through those actually appreciating a morning commute. Unfortunately, the files won't upload and, as expected, I'm too lazy to do anything about it. That was a nice story, though, right?


1 Comments:
Scout, I feel like such a turd, I didn't even look up and wave that day. It was pretty fun, lots of newbies. Lots of maps, too, which are a few of my favorite things. I ate too many pastries and the scones someone brought were too salty. Weird.
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