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Craving sweets again. Hello, body, you are done bleeding for the moment. Can I get back to craving fruits and vegetables sometime soon, please?
It's really sort of wrong that I can object to eating a bowl of vanilla ice cream with Dilettante Ephemere sauce on it, but I am tired of wanting dessert all the time! What I really wanted was chocolate chip cookie dough, but I decided to do ice cream because I don't have to make a even a half-batch of it, just a bowlful.

I managed to stress my knees again biking today, but I had it in the highest gear on all the flats and downhills, so I guess that's not so bad. Maybe I can build up to having badass whatever-muscles-those-are as well as scary big thigh muscles.

At lunch today I rode my bike into Fremont, as I mostly do, and took the path under the bridge because I was going to Jai Thai, which is on the far side of the street from work. As I passed under the bridge, I heard a boat blow its horn. I had been wanting to be under the bridge when it opened, so I stayed at the bottom of it as the bells rang and the halves of the bridge were lifted into the air. I could hear the works in the base of the bridge next to me, and the bridge noises were wonderful. I feel like all the poetry I have is tied up with that bridge these days; ever since I was close enough to hear it open, I've been in love. I don't even want to write the words that were swirling around my mind earlier today, but it'll happen at some point. Until then I'll listen to my bridge every chance I get.