Posted: July 15, 2005 in Uncategorized

This morning arriving to work at my corporate cubicle-forest desk job, walking past people in polo shirts and slacks, I find a sense of satisfaction in the fact that I smell vaguely of leather and gasoline.

I love motorcycle season.

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Comments
  1. a_wags says:

    giggle.
    thats rad.

  2. Anonymous says:

    giggle.

    thats rad.

  3. muffster says:

    holding on to who you are in the midst of all the conforming masses is defiantly important and i think imparitive in the process of not loosing who you are to waht you do.

  4. Anonymous says:

    holding on to who you are in the midst of all the conforming masses is defiantly important and i think imparitive in the process of not loosing who you are to waht you do.

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