I Miss My Mountain Bike!

Work is killing me. The two weeks prior to this week, I worked 123 hours and hung out with friends (other than my roommates) only once for dinner.

This week I'm on my way to hitting 62 hours if things continue the way they have the first four days (today being Friday).

We're supposed to go golfing tomorrow with the gang from work, but I'm seriously considering staying home so I can help a friend move and ride my bike.

I hate not having the time to do what I really want, but I guess I have to grow up. What a bummer!