When it rains it pours. Seriously.

If losing my ID, my pants and getting dumped wasnt enough, today I had the rear wheel of my bike stolen.

Awesome.

I went to a cafe to sit and write and just hangout. I met to some fellows there who invited me out later this evening. I had only an hour and a half to kill before they got off of work so I decided to go down the street to a book store and buy a notebook. I thought I would just sit and write until they got off.

I was in the store for 5 minutes. Literally. No more than 5 minutes. When I came out, my rear wheel was gone. Gone.

What the fuck?

I had called everyone I know in SF who is into bikes who might have an extra rear wheel lying around. Nothing. I had to call the one person in SF I dont want to talk to right now. Yes, the guy who just dumped me. To top it off, I was asking for a favor.

Way to swallow my pride. I now have a rear wheel. Its fucked up and my chain doesn't fit on the cog but it got me home. I will have to take it in tomorrow morning and have a new cog fit onto it.

I ended up meeting up with those guys though. I like them. They were fun and definitely worth meeting up with.

I have to laugh at all of this. Its actually really funny. I promise I am not as upset as I seem. I just needed to vent a little. So thanks.