I'll bet there's an awesome German word for "compared to everyone around you your life is peaches yet you're still dissatisfied and melancholy you choad." My bad day? I spooked and puked a small fraction of ETH because I was home all day bored answering emails and dumb shit like that. My roommate's bad day? He rear-ended someone on the freeway so now he has no car to get clear across the Valley. And I mean, my kidneys work. But I'm in LA, and my family isn't, and while it's nice sleeping in, it sucks sleeping alone. I have new tires. They might shave a couple minutes off my commute. They might also cause my innertubes to explode because innertubes are dicks. Okay, I'll load up an extra CO2 cylinder. You do this enough and "bicycle" becomes "2-wheeled conestoga wagon."