Sinagua Cycles went out of business. Quite sad. Even sadder: I
only know this 'cuz I called it to find out the serial number of my
beautiful bike that I bought there, which was stolen last week.
I've been riding my bike to work (12 miles, each direction) which
makes me incredibly happy. Of course, the ground has only been
without snow cover long enough for me to ride about 10 times so far.
The fourth time, my bike lock changed its own combination and I'm
forced to hack it off, and the next day, without lock, it's stolen.
I intended to by a new lock during my break in between shifts, and I
intended to leave my bike in the restaurant basement during the
shift. But, in the twenty minutes I went inside to say hi, piss and
change, my bike was snagged from out of the fenced in,
"deliveries only" area.
Fucked up.
Now I'm riding the old ten speed that's been in the garage since I
was eight. It sucks.
About three days later, my glasses fall out of my back pack that was
in the storage closet. I loved my glasses. I just got this pair in
November, to replace the two pairs I lost simultaneously in June.
Aside from the fact that I need them, I look damned good in them.
These were my favorite glasses ever; they don't make the frames
anymore. What happened to them? The band came to play that night,
moved the PA and various equipment out of the closet, running over
and completely demolishing my frames in the process.
Somewhere in between my stolen bike ($400) and my gnarled specs
($120), I went to the doctor to confirm my suspicions that I have
Carpal Tunnel. Me - the piano playing, rock climbing, waitress, who
has a typing obsession, is recently in severe pain whenever using my
hands.
My wrists burn and fingers feel funkily stiff as I write.
And yesterday I lost my cell phone ($100).
So this past week, my losses add up to a round trip ticket to AZ and
another acting class. Or a set of headshots. Or a full day, or two
songs at a professional recording studio.
Punches keep coming.
I hate stepping backwards.
And today, it dropped 40 degrees again.
only know this 'cuz I called it to find out the serial number of my
beautiful bike that I bought there, which was stolen last week.
I've been riding my bike to work (12 miles, each direction) which
makes me incredibly happy. Of course, the ground has only been
without snow cover long enough for me to ride about 10 times so far.
The fourth time, my bike lock changed its own combination and I'm
forced to hack it off, and the next day, without lock, it's stolen.
I intended to by a new lock during my break in between shifts, and I
intended to leave my bike in the restaurant basement during the
shift. But, in the twenty minutes I went inside to say hi, piss and
change, my bike was snagged from out of the fenced in,
"deliveries only" area.
Fucked up.
Now I'm riding the old ten speed that's been in the garage since I
was eight. It sucks.
About three days later, my glasses fall out of my back pack that was
in the storage closet. I loved my glasses. I just got this pair in
November, to replace the two pairs I lost simultaneously in June.
Aside from the fact that I need them, I look damned good in them.
These were my favorite glasses ever; they don't make the frames
anymore. What happened to them? The band came to play that night,
moved the PA and various equipment out of the closet, running over
and completely demolishing my frames in the process.
Somewhere in between my stolen bike ($400) and my gnarled specs
($120), I went to the doctor to confirm my suspicions that I have
Carpal Tunnel. Me - the piano playing, rock climbing, waitress, who
has a typing obsession, is recently in severe pain whenever using my
hands.
My wrists burn and fingers feel funkily stiff as I write.
And yesterday I lost my cell phone ($100).
So this past week, my losses add up to a round trip ticket to AZ and
another acting class. Or a set of headshots. Or a full day, or two
songs at a professional recording studio.
Punches keep coming.
I hate stepping backwards.
And today, it dropped 40 degrees again.
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