blustocking | productivity is highly overrated

Damn IT. Now I am in a foul mood.
Fuck it. I'm going to bed.

Oh, and about the blunt force to the crotch...I fell off my bike yesterday. It was bound to happen sooner or later. I went to make a turn in the street and didn't turn sharp enough. The brakes on that bike suck, so I slammed into the ditch, flew off the seat and landed clean on the bar, then fell to the ground. After the initial daze and silent "Owwww, fuck.", then the quick look to make sure no one saw, I got back on and rode home. No bruises though. My lower back and thighs hurt, but eh. Ye olde vadge is fine. YEE HAW.

But, oddly enough...that's when I spotted this in the road.
I think someone was trying to tell me something.

There was a "companion piece" of "DICK" about 2 feet away, complete with a sad little attempt at illustration (it looks like an 8 with some squiggly lines for a cock, poor fellow) I thought about taking some red spray paint, correcting it, then giving them an F+. However, I've not been drunk enough to make that effort.