Tuesday

After inadvertently riding about 30 miles with some friends last night...Here's the story: you know how sometimes you're out riding and see someone you know? Well, I ended up seeing like four of them that I hadn't seen in a while, so why not? Got back late and went to bed after a quick bite for an early shift at FIndlay Market, which appears to me at least, to be struggling a bit. Everyone's numbers up and down the aisles have been sliding.

Today I ended up in a hilarious conversation regarding appropriate ways to meet people. I hate meeting people through other people, because then the entire framework of any new relationship is still the relationship you had with the first person. And I refuse to be set up with people, because it's awkward, and evidently I'm a little too intense for a set-up date situation. Friends have tried before to set me up with their friends, and it always just ends up with at least one person being mad or disappointed in me.

This all got me thinking about wether or not there are organic and authentic ways to meet and interact with people anymore, and then I realized last night talking to a friend that all of the places where those communities still exist still call cyclists "fags"...
But then again, no one really seems interesting enough to keep up with me in a relationship - which is why I haven't really given a shit. For the next 9 months in Cincinnati, I need to tie up a bunch of loose ends and have some very serious conversations with a few people.

I've got a backlog of reading for school to hit, but later in the week I'd like to get into urban planning a bit more, as well as some cycling events throwing down this weekend