glommed onto my sche-em, hit my lj watched me post it like 3M || she says “wheelie you never call me, why?”

19 June 2006

how can i help it if i think you’re funny when you’re mad

just got back from the doc shop, it looks like the pita pocket on my leg has closed up pretty substantially. in fact, they didn’t honestly expect it to have healed up this fast. the doc’s opinion: easily within two weeks it’ll be completely scarred over. i’m hoping that means i’ll be back on the bike in full effect in a week or so. i’m going to try to ride in two-legged sooner (tomorrow?) but taking it easy. no fixie until it’s fully closed back up, for certain. it is still a pretty big wound, but i don’t need them to do anything further than to come by and show off pictures in a couple weeks. i really am excited to be off the gimpcycle though.

saturday my mom came up to have a look at it, i satisified her curiousity that i was in fact not going to keel over dead any time soon. after that i went down to arick’s bachelor party and got some beer on. quite a bit really, but it was a good time. the whole thing is still surprisingly surreal to me though.

i felt it a bit on sunday but after church went to the third place pub to check out their pub philosophy series “shepherd and the knucklehead”. we had some pretty good conversation with jason and richard on the topic of “who is my neighbor?” and what does neighborliness mean in the modern context. it was insightful and good conversation, and spurred me to figure out how to get to know my new neighbors. i think andrew and susan know them a bit already, so perhaps inviting them to a little bbq or something would not be amiss? it also inspired me to finish up this article i’ve been working on for cranked. pressure!

the one bad piece of news in all this is that i won’t do the multnomah county bike fair this weekend, since i’m not really back to full rideability. i had been so looking forward to that as well.