it is done. poemranker v2. I sent out an email to 56 previously registered users.
time shall tell some tales, I suppose. I hope they don't all hate me.
it's just one of those days, I guess.
so tired. and just nonstop cursing, though not with vehement invective... just... profusely...
I was on my way home and saw an accident. bicyclist was tooling down pleasant valley through a green light. yellow/beige toyato pickup coming the other way turned through him.
shenanigans. the guy pulled over to the side out of the way and then sorta crept into the scene to see how the guy was, and then tried to creep out and get away. not happening. a rather interesting 10 mph chase around piedmont avenue.
just... motorcycle moving for the first time in ages and I see an accident much much like what I went through. I can feel the numbness and shock coursing through my body.