falling down.

in the midst of our final project, we took three days last week for another study tour, this time to the western part of denmark. naturally, like nearly all things danish, the study tour was fascinating and inspirational, however awkwardly timed it may have been.

we now have one week left before our exhibition goes up, which is, if nothing else, entirely laughable. ask me how many drawings i have completed. or models. or if indeed, i have anything resembling a project.

the answers to those questions are none. half of one. and no, not even a little bit. but i HAVE been thoroughly enjoying copenhagen, although i don't see that on your list of questions.

so obviously, yesterday i deserved a break from the studio, right? ok, no, i didn't. but my roommate caroline called to say she had just enjoyed a delicious salad and coffee from a new cafe we hadn't tried yet and wouldn't i like to come join her? and i would, as it turns out. especially once she uttered the magic words "sauteed goat cheese."

and i do not ride my bike with my computer. ever. because this would be a stupid thing to do. so stupid. how can i rephrase this. it would be really, really dumb.

but i haven't fallen off my bike yet. you know, in a whole five weeks. and there was no one in the studio to watch over my pretty computer while i was eating goat cheese so i had to take it with me. now, the reasonable thing to do would be run the computer home, bike, eat goat cheese, bike home, park bike, retrieve computer.

well, i am stupid. and unreasonable. and so i did not do the reasonable thing, but instead did the stupid thing. [bike, eat goat cheese, bike. all with the computer]. i figured if danes bike with their actual babies (and not just electronics that they love like a baby) i could do it.

i guess you could say i miscalculated on they following grounds:
1. i am not danish
1a. i have not been biking every day since i was 2 weeks old
2. i was pretty super nervous about the fact that i had my computer in my basket
3. this particular cafe is located in the middle of a construction zone
3a. with lots of one way streets that i had to bike the wrong way down
4. i was going a little too fast
5. i swerved to not get hit by a car and die
6. i fell and it hurt and i broke my bike

this might be the best time to say "MOM I AM FINE AND SO IS MY COMPUTER AND I WILL CALL YOU LATER, I PROMISE"

that being said, my hands and knees were shaking like dried leaves and i all but ran with my wheezing bike to the cafe so that i could check that i hadn't killed my darling computer (i hadn't), but i do have to make a trip to the bike hospital today. although, i am thrilled beyond words that i rented from a reputable bike dealer instead of buying a bike from the sketchy police auction. because i knew the day would come when i had to walk into the shop and say "here, i'm, as previously mentioned, functionally inept. please fix this"

and that day is today. do i even need to say what i learned here? don't bike with the computer, which i knew already. don't bike the wrong way down one way streets, which i probably knew, too. don't be stupid. stay home. do your work.

oh, but the goat cheese? while i won't go so far as to say "totally worth it," i will say, "delicious."