i love biking at night

it was jessie's birthday this evening, so we ended up at Lucky (which is now officially the only bar I go to) and it was, as usual, a great time.

Everyone there just wants to have a good time. How great is that? No fights, no blatant picking up (although my roomate definitely got a little gross, right-in-front-of-everyone, drunk-as-a- punk, action on), no disgusting alcoholism, the bartenders give you tap water without condescension and, most importantly, amazingly attractive people who can look good without wearing anything see-through. Wait, the most important thing is the lack of grinding. God, I despise grinding. Now.

but the best part of the evening was the end, when we rounded up a group of bikers and formed a little posse. We had no agenda (unfortunately?) but we certainly got our bike posse on. I like getting "things" on. And i love biking at night. There is really nothing better. You just float along.

Everyone should bike all the time.