Well, back from the Dr's. T.B. test was alright. Nothing there. What a frigging ride that was. It's very windy outside, and I haven't been riding bikes for quite some time. Damned hills got me huffin and puffin pretty good. Had to stop for a smoke once. Addictions are so stupid. Killing ourselves for what? A puff, a drink, a toke... I do hate having them. Riding around and seeing how other people live gets me depressed. Seeing their nice houses, cars and stuff makes me realize how much of my life I've wasted. I wish it would have went better, and that I never got involved with drugs or drinking in the first place.