i have a new bike. woot! there is a picture of it in my pics (well, not
my bike... but the bike that i got. same thing.)

now i can get on with losing a bit o' flab... 30 pounds of it...
i have a new mohawk. yeah... i look like a dyke. a hard core punk dyke, but still, a dyke. i miss the...
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OPERATION: MIND CRIME!
Or we could run red lights. Jaywalk. Throw lit cigarettes at pedestrians and their dogs. Lift porn mags at the Plaid Pantry. Pee in their parking lot. Throw up on the bar. Toilet paper Vera Katz's house. Do some "taggin" on the Burnside Bridge. Eat falafel for the gas and go to Powells to lurk in the sci-fi section, letting them go. Draw nonsensical kanjis on each other and go to a sushi place and demand they translate them for us. While there, ask if they have any "oriental" flavored sushi. Get coffee, and not pay.
[Edited on Feb 12, 2005 1:08PM]