Jesus christ I need some lube.

Bike lube, you pervert (although boy and I already have the other kind). My bike sounded like the creaking of a thousand mousewheels today as i was biking through the park. To top it all off it was cold and wind was fierce leaving my legs feeling numbish and wind whipped. It was, needless to say, a *short* ride. Maybe I will work harder tomorrow. I could seriously use a long ride but my unwillingness to go out in this pseudo coldish weather is seriously hampering that right now. I will go out on at least one more ride this weekend for sure and it will be pleasant.

and fuck ya, this apartment needs cleaning tomorrow. Tomorrow, I become Martha fucking Stewart (she has street cred now 'cause she's been in the slammer). Please refer to me tomorrow morning only as "M-Dawg." Shit will be SO clean.