my bike - 2004-10-02 10:33 p.m.

everything latey has been pretty awesome, with the exception being my shit-for-brains, assfucking, cockmonkey of a landlord THREW OUT MY BIKE.

not just any bike.

the bike i have had since i was 14.
the bike i found at my dad's house this summer and lovingly took apart and brought down to the city to restore.
the bike i loved more than any other bike i have ever owned in my life.

it was an eaaarly 80's style BMX bike with massive shocks on the front and the back. it was like riding a pillow. a pillow attached to a pogo stick.

it was on OUR porch, leaning up against OUR wall behind OUR chair, and he took it upon himself to clean our porch, and THROW MY FUCKING BIKE OUT.

and THEN. he yelled at me and called me an asshole for getting mad that he threw it out.

can we have a moment of silence for my bike?
i was *this* close to tears when i found out it was gone.

i'll miss you.
love,
brendan (with a bike shaped hole in his heart)