that's weird. No one's ignored me yet.

I can be pretty friggin' obnoxious and thick sometimes, too. Weird.
Some little part of me deeply wishes I could take my ol' Japanese bike to the Japanese gardens and tea house today, but since we're going with my parents, I suspect that will wait.

I was dreaming all last night about motorcycle and car projects... finishing my charging system crap and putting in a sealed battery someday that can handle the charging/discharging characteristics of these bikes, putting new speakers in my car because the old ones got blown by the PO (oh, and maybe I helped a little...) new suspension because he lowered it too far. I'm makin' it nice and cush...
$$. $$. $$. but a girl can dream and I'd rather dream about doing this stuff than go out and buy some kind of stupid shoes or sandals or something like other chicks seem to. See my coach bag? mah prada shirt? ok, so the names are sharpied on, but that's the charm.
