I iz strong...?

I've been only riding my bike to the grocery store rather than driving, and got sick of carrying so many groceries on my bike. So I bought a bike basket! It came in the mail Friday when I got home from work, there it was. And I was damned determined to get that on my bike.

My front bike tire is flat, I've tried getting the nuts off before, but I was getting those damned nuts off this time! So I grab my wrench and I put everything I have into it and one loosens!!! I move onto the next one and (see pic).

There I am, pushing with all my might, all my weight and strength baring down on this wrench when SNAP! I almost freakin' eat pavement as the wrench shatters in my hands. "NO!" I was determined...when i say I'm going to do something...I fucking do it!

So I get my bigger wrench and I get that nut off! I text the pic to a couple friends for a laugh, one offers to come help, but I figure, I moved out on my own, I iz an independent woman, I CAN DO THIS! Well I manage to peal the bike tire off with many swear words and finger pinches, and I check it for leaks...

THERE IS NO FUCKING LEAK! I don't know why in the hell it was flat! So like 25 min of work and there's NOTHING WRONG! But I needed those off to put my basket on anyway so oh well. As I'm trying to put the tire back on, and it's not going, I was so tempted to call someone. I was nearly in tears. If I had a b/f, or my dad lived closer, I totally would've, but I thought, since I don't, I should be able to change a damn bike tire by myself!

So I pull it together, myself and the bike, and finally a good hour and a half later I'm proudly riding down the road on my bike when I realize how hard I'm having to push. The brakes were rubbing against the damned front tire. So I just loosened the nuts so it was more centered and prayed to the Bike Gods my tire wouldn't fly off. It was awesome *THICK SARCASM*.

4AM Phone Call

I've been staying up too late. One of my buddies says at work says, "You need to go to bed earlier tonight," so I begrudgingly agree. I just haven't been tired, but it's been catching up to me, so I thought yeah I better.

I made it to bed by midnight. Ha. Anyway, there I am, peacefully sleeping, when my phone rings, Super Mario Brothers theme music blasting me asleep right by my head. I sit up and snatch my phone. It's one of my best friends. So my adrenaline's just WHAM through the roof, I answer it, and of course, the call fails. My house SUCKS when it comes to service. So I wander around, holding my phone up, waiting for bars, and finally call her back, it goes to her voicemail after several rings.

A few texts, phone calls and 30 minutes later, I finally go back to bed. Well she calls me the next morning, the phone was on the nightstand when she woke up, where she left it, I was not the last person she talked to so even if she did accidentally dial out, it would've called 2 others before me.

Apparently she'd slept walked a few times the last couple months, so we think that she sleep phone called me!!! Is that not freakin weird? But it's the only explanation. Needless to say, I will be drinking coffee all day today lol.