baby let your hair hang down

$41 in tips. and i put $135 in the bank. i rode home across the stone arch bridge and through dinkytown and got 2 apples at the harvard market. as i aproached the house i could hear bright eyes coming from upstairs. it's fevers and mirrors turned up really loud. jade is giving haircuts in the bathroom, it's gabe's turn next. we played with mina the kitten for a long time, pointing the laser pointer inside a brown paper bag so she kept diving into the bag trying to get the red light...

i smell really bad. also, i'm starting to get a hick tan on the back of my neck from bike riding all day. i wore sunscreen today for the first time, cause i'm afraid of getting a scary leathery neck. i have dreams at night about riding my bike. when i close my eyes i see the street going by. i forgot how to walk, it feels strange, and sometimes when i'm doing something else i suddenly feel like i'd rather be riding my bike. i like the two way bike lane on hennipen. i call it the "safe zone" in my head. and i think the bicycle messangers around downtown are starting to recognize me, they smile at me.

people work for $7 an hour so they can go buy food and clothes and cds from other people working for $7 an hour. when the workers at target and best buy and walgreens have their lunch break they go and buy food from other workers at chain restaurants. everyone exchanges money but the people really making money aren't the ones exchanging it. what if everyone just stopped.