First thing you might want to know about me. I don't use cars very much. I find that paying for gas severely decreases my income. Furthermore, I find that I've become somewhat less "athletically built" these past few months. So as a remedy, I've decided to bike everywhere I need to.

And so...I'm looking online for a comic book store. (Due to the fact that the Runaways issue 16 has come out.) I find one that's about 8 miles away. So I hop on my bike, tell my sweet where I'm going. She shakes her head in exhasperation saying I have an unhealthy addiction to comic books, is about to go one and then stops saying that she has no further comments. But she does not stop me. So i'm off, biking 8 miles. I look around when I arrive at the spot, walk into seven eleven and ask where this place is. The guy at the counter says "west? That's in the opposite direction!" I groan head back about 3 miles before going to the library and checking it up. Never. Ever trust the Seven Eleven guys for directions. I was right to begin with. So I bike about 3 miles back to where I began and start looking around for the building.

And what do I see? ...In place of a glorious haven of comic books, there is a land surveyor building. And so. I head back. My trip was aprox. 22 miles long. In 90 degree weather.

And when I got home, my "dearest" proceeded to laugh at my misfortune. *Sigh* The plus side, I did get my comic book.