fucking hell.
it's been hot out. the porch said 110 humidity has added to it's miserableness. went for a brief ride today felt like i was riding through a blow dryer no fun now my panties are all wet. stopped for some mexican. ate a birria taco. birria tastes like sheep if it sat out for a bit and i marinated it with ballsweat with cilantro and chopped onions and some hot sauce. i like goat even less than i thought i would. i thought shit lambs not too bad lets try some. should have stuck with my first instinct and had the lenguas rancheros. got back home opened up the gate and listened to my bike falling over. now i need a pair of new mirrors and a left turn signal cover. too hot to attempt to find an open bike shop today will fix it during my travels this week. lame i have the vulgar flavor of goat sack and a broken bike. the worst part is i got a whole monday off and it's too hot to truly enjoy it. the bike ride was very abbreviated to say the least left the house got up to speed said fuck this ate shitty lunch went home dropped bike changed pants now utter boredom. yes ab boredom so deep i dont want to get up to do anything i dont want to read my comics or my book or watch the movies from net flix however i did watch millers crossing earlier today it was good. cohens signature is a weird scene involving screaming. watch them all each one has it.