the tank is always half empty in an SUV (esp. mine)

i cannot be a proper pseudo-anti-establishment-treehugger/ecofriendly college student driving an SUV.

i've been calling too many people "daddy" lately. well, 3 people...but that's two too many.

it's really really really not supposed to hurt this much, is it?


raced the sun last night and lost. went on a five hour bike ride. what an adventure!!! (yes, this absolutely deserves exclamation points). saw a pileated woodpecker (a near religious experience, beautiful, beautiful bird), some giant stone cross in front of a sunset/river backdrop (not so religious experience), and all sorts of little suprises - possums, original grafitti, cool people, cute kids, statuesque bridges, bubbling streams, hidden waterfalls....and the list goes on.

at some point i decided that i was just going to follow the Mississippi south, all the way down to Louisiana. and from there? who knows, build a raft and float to...cuba? the caymans? anywhere, really. so i said fuck everything; school, people, my non-life, and just started biking. nobody'd notice i was gone for at least a week, and it's not like i'd miss much in class.

three hours into it, i decided it probably wasn't such a good idea and biked all the way back, with bats (i like bats) as company. yeah, i know it's anticlimactic, but that's the way things are around herrre.

RESISTANCE IS FUTILE