as cute as he was, wilbert just didn't seem happy. his breathing was frantic and i worried that perhaps a jar wasn't the best home for him. i coaxed xander into letting him go free and then exclaimed, "look how happy he is! he's gonna go find his mom and tell her all about you and how you're such a fun friend!"
xander ran off with tears streaming down his face.
my aunt thuy and uncle merle are in town and thuy kept calling me búp bê. that's vietnamese for doll. i kinda like it!
we sat on the deck when the sun set and listened to the frogs. i translated wilbert's ribbits for xander, convincing him he was telling all the other frogs about how cool my nephew is so he wouldn't feel so bad about letting him go.
i was kinda late getting over on sunday since i actually went out on saturday night. i met up with cory and christine at the eagle's lodge in ballard for the scooter insanity party.
cory won the "best rat bike" award but one of the wrenches broke off the trophy. some blue electrical tape made it good as new and also helped re-attach his license plate!
pretty soon, a whole slew of bikes decorated with cardboard facades rolled up to the eagle's lodge.

i was so thankful to get out and do something constructive. i was soooooo close to using rabid sci-fi geek tweets to stalk nathan fillion through seattle but this was much more fun and considerably less creepy. although i think after cory bought me a shot, i pinched the ass of a sweaty cyclist wearing a little kid's flannel sleeper bib.
incoherent thought and random babbling are usually a good sign i should sleep. goodnight, all!

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