I have a confession to make.
You see, I bought a car just recently.
I figured that was okay because it means I could expand on my career.
I maintained that I would continue rollerblading to work, cycling being impossible due to... uh, anyways, a story for another post.
Suffice it to say, it's impossible. This normally takes all of ten minutes, and there are no big hills I can complain about.
Today, it was snowing at 11:30 in the morning, and the ground was a bit wet after that.
I figured it might be slick.
I was lazy.
I'd rather have been napping.
I wasn't relishing rollerblading home at midnight after work.
I...
I
drove to work. I feel horrible. I feel slightly less horrible because I got lost on the way, which I figure serves as a sort of penance, but still... I have betrayed both humanity, mother earth, and my own self! What's a pirate to do? I'm even thinking about driving to work tomorrow. Help me! Arrrrgh!