Ugh. So much shit rattling around in my brains.
I've been busy, busy enough to completely neglect you, my faithful readers. Granted, this is still likely far less busy than the average person, but for me it's meant a sacrifice in blogging, which I generally dedicate several hours of my day to. I'm pleased, however, to see that in my absence we've managed to push the comments on my last post to damn-near 20. You really love me.
Since we last gathered around these (poorly) strung together letters and words, I installed a brand-new stereo receiver in my truck (surprisingly not difficult), took a long bike ride to get my ass used to the sensation (I don't think it ever will), went to a housewarming party in Georgia's Rome (almost as good as the original, although they both have a language barrier for me) where the lady drank too much punch (turns out there is such a thing), made a solo return trip to the Peach State the very next day (not as many peaches as you might think; mostly pine trees and tire stores) to see my parents one last time before I shove west, planned a little five day Utah extravaganza with a friend that works in Canyonlands that I'll build into my journey, and generally found creative ways to put off all the stuff that I have to do in the next week to get ready before I leave.
Like make sure my truck is going to make it.
Re-build a bicycle.
Close one of my bank accounts.
Clean the fish tank.
Fashion anti-balling plates for my crampons from a plastic jug.
Get my shit in order.
And I also want to leave you with some posts that are actually worth reading in the next week. I would have written one today, but nobody reads my blog on Fridays anyway. Hopefully come Monday I'll be inspired and have the time to sit down and make some funny.