The Cynic Says……

Interesting post on the google blog. Apparently a lot of google employees bike to work. Pretty cool. Hell, they’re even making a big deal about National Bike to Work Day (which was yesterday, apparently). Here’s the post. Pretty neato stuff. My company seems to think it’s pretty cool that I bike to work. Hell, they let me keep my bike in my cubicle so I don’t have to lock it up outside or worry about it getting rained on. That’ll be especially nice once I get my road bike built. Then again, I don’t think I’ll be riding it much on days I know it’s going to rain. I’ll ride the shit out of it like a cheap whore on the days it’s nice, but the mountain bike is going to be reserved for shitty rainy days and such.

Speaking of the road bike, I’ve got all my parts picked out and should be ordering them later this afternoon. I’ve managed to shave off about $100 just by hunting around for better deals. Admittedly, I’m putting part of that savings into a better (and sexier) rear derailleur. I’d already decided on the badass carbon shifters with hardcore bling factor. They’re also functionally superior to the ones I was planning on as well, but the fact that they’re carbon fiber just makes it that much better.
Brake Levers
Rear Derailleur
Click those to see what I’m talking about… so yeah, they’re gorgeous, hence I must have them. See, what’s “sad” is that I talk about bike stuff like some guys talk about women. As a matter of fact, I’d rather go bike riding than have sex. Biking > sex, hands-down. I’ve turned down sex for bike riding on several occasions recently. I’m sure that’ll happen even more often once I get my road bike built.

I guess there’s one more reason not to have a girlfriend. She’d interrupt my cycling time. Having to decide not to go cycling so I can hang out with a chick? eek… that just wouldn’t work. Perhaps if I could find a girl who enjoyed cycling, I’d consider having a girlfriend then. Outside of that, I can’t justify taking time out of my schedule and out of my time for myself to devote it to anyone else. The idea of devoting some of MY time for MYSELF to someone other than myself just doesn’t appeal to me in the least. Basically my attitude is that everyone else fits into my schedule as I see fit.. when I have time… or in many cases (especially in the case of a female) when there’s absolutely nothing else better to do. Even THEN you might be lucky if I devote 30 minutes of my time to you. Put bluntly, I’m an arrogant, self-centered prick who only gives a fuck about himself, everyone else be damned…. and I’m damn happy that way. As my pin says, “Fuck you, I have enough friends”. Hell, most people aren’t even worth my time anyway. Ahh, the joys of being single and unattatched. I do what I want when I want and how I want. I come and go as I please, I spend my money as I see fit (on myself of course). The best thing of all? No stress! Small problems are just that, small problems. I don’t blow things out of proportion, don’t get pissed off about much of anything. But yeah, anyway… enough of that rant. The few of you that bother to read this get the point, I’m sure.

It’s raining like a whore at the moment and I forgot my rain gear. Kinda gay, so I’m just kinda sitting at work waiting for the weather to clear off a little bit so I can make the short ride to my friend’s house and crash. I’m going to get wet either way, but the less wet I get, the better. If I would have remembered my rain gear, I’d be fine. Oh well.