the egg is now in a nest made of shitty swords and soft puppet ass

And so begins several days of obsessively poking UPS to see where my new bike is, and the related reminding of self that obsessively poking UPS isn’t going to make it get here any faster.

Fortunately, I think it’s just coming from Dallas.

I think.

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