recently i heard a disturbing piece of news that challenged my concept of friendships, unfounded assumptions and unwarranted accusations. feeling an invisible blade from an unexpected direction i realise now that i'd been wrong in at least two of said concepts. it's easier to watch an enemy because you're facing him; it's the friend standing behind you that you have no defense against.
but you know what, fuck it. if judgement is assumed any rectification is pointless, so i'll just stay on my toes from now on. i didn't draw this line, old friend. you did.
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i received my lappie yesterday but didn't have the time to explore it, so all i did was a quick 剪彩 and it was off to renne to have all the crucial bits installed. finally, internet connection after more than a month. hmm, that means i'm more of a low-tech person and don't view connectivity as a life-support system. fine by me.
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in other news, the end of the rain spell signified my return to the Triumph. i didn't ride in the rain because rainwater got in its internals once and i don't relish it happening again. yes it's a bad-ass bike but apparently it can't stand heavy tropical rains. in any case it's for my enjoyment and not a hospital food voucher. i do enjoy the occasional game of tag with cars on the expressways though.
anyway i'm not going ahead with the cosmetic mods i mentioned previously because they're just cosmetics. i'll save up for a helmet for chinky and some protective riding gear for both of us, because my old jacket just sustained a mortal injury. the new gear will be more comprehensive and will cost more than three grand. in eu-fucking-ros. just as well, by the time i save enough i'd hopefully have returned to my original weight class.
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when you've worn a pair of berms for more than three days you automatically think you've slimmed down because the waistline inevitably expands.
