Now, if I had only done that, I wouldn't have wasted your time by writing this blog . . . so stay with me:
Then when class is over, I pack up the Mac daddy (that's what I call the new mac book), happily grab my "long lost coat" and head out the door, all cheery-like. As I exit the building, out of the corner of my eye, I catch a glimpse of what looks like my orange bicycle with a plastic bag over the seat chained with a pink chain. Yet again, I think to myself for a split second, "How funny, somebody else also has an orange bike with a plastic bag covering the seat chained with a pink chain!"
I, Super-Goob, had left my bike chained to a walking rail on Tuesday morning before my 8am class! At this point, it's Thursday morning and I am just now realizing that my bike had not been at the apartment for two whole days!!!!!
Thank you for enjoying the Chronicles of an Uber-Goober!