a lady aka crazy bitch called me "the most rude person [she'd] ever met" (i highly doubt that. juxtapose this with the elderly mother and daughter couple who the former deemed me "a very nice gal" with "nice manners", just a few days prior. zing! take that crazy bitch.)
a man named lorenzo (from brazil originally, escaped from bakersfield and then juneau) stopped to help me patch up my first flat tire when i went riding with a friend. i not only appreciated his helping hands but his sarcastic humor and background stories. i needed all of that.
also, i miss my ma's phở. socal vietnamese phở in general. how cool would it be to eat phở in vietnam? this november? with my ma? big dreams, yes'm.
i need to get ready for today: art exhibit in sodo and then volunteering with the stamp out hunger food drive. it's good-ish to be back, shout out to erica when/if you read this, i might actually post a real update later. stay tuned kiddos.
mmm alas, i digress. life was wonderful. sure hope today holds the same truth.