My LORD I feel so sorry for everyone without proper air conditioning. I moved into my new apartment in preparation for the last year of class, and its dinky window unit doesn't reach my room. Pretty much from about 3-6 my room is uninhabitably stifling, though at least here at night it gets cool, and I have the window fan I bought on full blast all the time. Man I miss June, it rained like every day and was absolutely wonderful.

So last Thursday I fractured my ankle. Same lag as the last bike injury almost a year ago. No reason it should have happened too. I'm ridding the same damn path I've been for a month, start breaking at a turn and the bastard thing starts wobbling all over the place. I nearly stop but have to put my foot down to steady my self, and momentum somehow shifts to the right and I start hopping to try not to fall onto the asphalt, and twist the food horribly, least the hopping made me fall on a bush and so other then a few scratches, the ankle's the only damage. Of course I'm all hopped up on adrenaline and try to continue into work, walk the last 2 blocks and sign in where my boss sees that my ankle looks like there's a tennis ball in my sock. So a trip to the infirmary and a couple xrays later, I'm on my way back home with a walking boot, and later find out its fractured in a spot. Luckily I can walk on it(though not without a huge limp and some pain) but getting to work is going to be a bitch.

*sigh* I'm so getting rid of this bike. Ride it a month and it breaks your leg.

Well, at least this has given me a reason to play around with arting again.