So...

On the way to work today, I thought I'd leave a bit early to make up some time. I'm flying down the road. Everything is fine.

Then I start thinking about gas for some reason. I remembered the last time I ran out of gas. It really sucked ass. So I tried to remember the sound that the bike makes and how it acts. Oh boy not 2 seconds after I thought about that my bike started to die. Luckly I was at an intersection where there was a gas station. I ended up having to walk my bike across to different crosswalks, but I gassed up and we made it!

It's really hot, damn that stinks.