Wednesday, June 21, 2006

ain't over till the fat lady sings

The iced manhatten mocha very cool drink, whatever it's called, killed my throat. There is chocolate ice cream, chocolate chips, chocolate milk and chocolate syrup and I don't know what else in that thing, & it was not bad, but my throat is dead. But, I have a sexy voice. Hoho.

Tomorrow, we hit the road/path/same.
Hello bike, please be good. I haven't biked in .. a long while.

And I want to order the elephancinno. I should have ordered it instead of throat killer. Pfft.