No Rod.

Rod Stewart wasn't at Wings on Wednesday. Lame. I didn't even bring my camera though, so no biggie.

So, I ride my bike (brenda's bike) everywhere. To work, home from work, to stone, home from stone. Everywhere. And I've got to tell ya, it's not the easiest thing to do at night, with snow/ice on the roads. It's fine during the day. I can see where I'm going, but at night, when I get to parts that I know are treacherous, I ride with my eyes wide open, without blinking, until I know it's safe to blink. My eyes will water and sting, but I figure it feels better than falling off the bike.

I have to leave for work in an hour and 15 mins. Woke up an hour ago. Am still in my pajamas. Haven't eaten or anything. Bah. Work.

I'm getting my tongue pierced on Monday. I'm fucking nervous about it.