so back when life was fun…you know september…we met this crazyrad german kid janosch that had a shop in cologne germany, its next to a place called the pizza pirate [where i got 2euro falafel’s twice a day everyday i was there(=6)]this is nodoubt from there. germans dont really understand the whole “yearrrrrrrrr” phenomena. and it now has a webpage, so…go order bmx stuff from germany i guess. you wont.

my car is finally getting fixed today, its cold and my bike freezes my hands. the past few nights ive been staying up till 6 or 7 and o.c.d.ing while putting 40 cdrs of mp3s onto my harddrive, im close to 60 days of nonrepetative music, plus i just finished wht could become one or 2 new songs that my roomate claims to be histerical, but only cause he thinks im strange and just paces around the house allday snickering at everylitte thing i do. he has the audacity to laugh at my comsumption of fruit rollups and other odd habits, plus he’s got a healthy arsenal of firearms, so i can’t crticise too visciously. i just made soup while typing this, no, not from a can, dammit im a professional cook. and yes i advocate that.