Just got back from another night ride. I made a crudely illustrated map if your interested (red is last night, blue is tonight, the big red splotch is my house). The worst part is the first third of the ride, then my legs go numb and it doesn't matter anymore.

No, I will not buy a road bike. No, I'm not going to join my dad's cycling club. They're old, and probably boring. Anyways, I don't wear a helmet and I usually only ride after 11:00pm. They wouldn't be down with that.

I'm too real for them!

Glad to see that I got everyone into riding though.

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A couple weeks ago, I ran into a guy I knew but hadn't seen for a while. He asked me, "what's going on with you?"

"Same shit, different year."

Oh, ha ha, I'm clever. I'm real clever.

No. That's fucking pathetic. I'm 19 years old, and I'm already boring, if not to others, at least to myself. I've worked the same job for four and a half years. I've owned the same car since I got my license, almost four years. I've lived in the same apartment (building) since I moved out of my house a year and a half ago.

But, events are conspiring against my undistinguished day-to-day. Two main things, really.

First off, It's no secret that I've wanted to leave my job for awhile. It's nothing personal, nothing I hate, but come on. Four and a half years. Now is the time. I don't want to put in another winter there. I feel bad really, because I don't want to screw over my boss, but there isn't any room left for me. I've done it all, and chances are I've done it all hundreds of times.

And the big news. The Servos broke up.

My roomates' band has just broken up after, well, years I guess, leaving them free to pursue their freedom. Brandon's is going off to work renaissance fair(e)s again (Tallyho!), and Lord only knows what John is doing. But chances are, I'll need a new roomate. Or a new apartment. In addition, I'm selling my car to Brandon so he can drive it around the country until it dies.

A side problem that this has created is that the rugged H-Bomb Studs are again without a bassist/singer. We've gone through three in the last four months. We keep writing good songs, but they don't do us much good without a place to play them or more importantly, people to play them. Although John has not explicitly said he's done, the fact that he's only practiced with us three times and now has no anchor to keep him in Waukesha, it's pretty clear to us that he won't work.

So...work, friends, music, transportation, living...It's all changing in the next couple of months. The only thing is, I haven't really decided what I'm going to do with it all. Next job? No idea. New car? Shit, I don't know. New roomates? Up in the air.

You get the idea.

Addendum: Seriously. Raise your glass to The Servos. A good band, good guys, and good, um, drinkers I guess. I really hope a farewell show is in the works. You guys can still come over.

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I'm proud to report that for the first time, I (temporarily) have the use of an iPod. A friend of mine who got it as a gift but lacks the use of a computer powerful enough to use it with has me ripping CDs to it in my spare time. After it's done charging, I'm going to use it while I ride (my bike that is -- What, you thought I'm going to the gym now?).

Nice as that may be, ripping all these CDs means that I have to have music like Van Morrison, the Strokes, Grateful Dead, Pink Floyd and Led Zepppelin on my hard drive -- If only for a short while. And who the fuck is Craig David?

I just checked up on my Audioscrobbler account for the first time in months recently. Audioscrobbler uses an iTunes (or other media player) plugin to pull what you listen to onto a website so you can see recently played tracks, top artists, etcetera. I got it so I could have a "listening to" thing right here on my website, but never could figure that out. Anyways, the list is kind of disappointing. My top artists are Ted Leo, Interpol, and shit like that, because when I bring my laptop to work, that is all I can listen to.

I mean, they're good bands, but the list doesn't take into consideration the fact that I can't listen to Turbonegro or Motorhead at work.

In other news: Sportcoats are dumb. And expensive. But mostly, dumb.

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According to Kelley Blue Book, the Barge (aka 1991 GMC Safari) will fetch a whopping $305 for trade in. $305! Ridiculous. And that's only if anybody wants to take it.

Anyways, I've got my eye on a used Beamer across the street (sorry Andy!). It's pretty nice. Late 80's, red, sort of like a car you would see in Russia in a Bond flick. The BMW logo is all rubbed off though.

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