wuss...

I didn't ride today. I had to deal with my mother f-ing cell phone. The screen broke when I dropped it on the floor. The other option was giving it to a girl - in whom I was less than interested - at a party so she could enter her phone number. Dramatic effect: 1, Razr screen: 0.

God do I hate running errands in Delaware. Nothing is logical, nothing is close together. So much for the efficiency of neo-urbanism. Don't people realize the more roads you build, the worse traffic will get? While I'm driving to the phone store, I'm listening to NPR. They're doing a piece on a recent study released on the worst roadways in the nation. Surprise surprise... Delaware is 40th. That's an F on the Bell curve. I did find this cool map of the study though.

Anyway, the only reason I'm so pissy is because I think I have a sinus infection. We'll see, hopefully I'll make it to the doc tomorrow and get it diagnosed and taken care of. Last thing I want is that shit in my lungs. Still, I feel better than this guy:

See the whole series of photos here.

I did randomly find this picture of me from the ghetto door / oil tank ride at Lodi. It made me feel a little better.

One or two laps from complete and utter collapse.

Rotten out.