i did five stupid things last nite:
rode bike along bloor for twenty minutes in the wrong direction
decided to ride back but then was too tired
was going to take subway back but as i was carrying my bike down the stairs the chain fell off and so i spent 15 minutes trying to get it back on. got grease/oil all over myself
was a turnstile entrance thing and i had no token to get thru, so going all the way down the stairs, having bike chain fall off wasn’t even worth it and then when i went to the other entrance i was so out of breath/exhausted that i let go of my fucking bike and it fell all the way down the fucking stairs
was 1.5 hours late in meeting friends.
my life is hell. yes. anyway, here’s a poem-thing i wrote. Ode to Pharmaceutical Narcotics