Sidewalk Days are 3 days in summer where the downtown area is pretty much one big festival where stores move their merch outside and make lots of cash off tourists, which is today. So I decided to go hang out downtown. For some fucked up reason I decided to walk downtown, which takes 2 GODDAMN HOURS! This was the first mistake. 3/4s of the way there, it begins drizzling. I don't really mind, but that mixed with the fact that it was 55 degrees, cars are zipping by me, my feet are rotting and much of the way there is uphill, and my mood soon deflates. I finally get downtown to the festivities, and I see nothing I want. The only thing I wanted at that point was some mini-donuts. I continued walking. I see no fucking donuts. But after my 2nd lap around the 3-4 city blocks of festival, I found some and began munching away. 4 dollars, worth every cent.

Now that I accomplished my primary directive, I could focus on the fact that there was nothing else to do. I don't know if last Sidewalk Days was better or if I've just gotten older, but I got bored fast. The drizzle begins to change into plain rain, and I spot my salvation. Starbucks. Never before have I found it that hard to find a goddamn Starbucks. So I scoot in there and get a medium cinnamon latte. I walk back outside due to reasons that still escape me, and continue walking laps around the festival. I change my iPod to play Pink Floyd and scoot into Electric Fetus. Warm, relaxing air flows through and around my body and my perpetually more agitated nerves calm themselves. I walk around the store with 12 bucks in my pocket and nothing in mind. Finally, after 20 minutes of browsing, I see an Interpol CD. With nothing else in mind I purchase it and, realizing how bored and exhausted I was, I walk down a street to catch a bus home. This is where my iPod started bitching. I left home with my iPod having a full charge. It was at half battery, and it's backlight would turn itself off and stay off, no matter what I do. I'd try to turn it off, and it's screen would go white, and it would turn back on. Goddammit, I have been wrestling with my headphones dying for the past week, now my fucking iPod. I hold the Reset key combo, and it would reset, but the backlight was off still. Everytime I reset it the battery went down a notch, to the point that it was basically dead. I reset it, turn it off and put it away. One millenium later and I'm on a bus with nothing to listen to. I check on my iPod. It's not only on (with the backlight working), but it's hotter that lava. I panic a little and turn it off. It cooperates thankfully and I put it away.

Now I'm home, tired, melancholy and typing this. I really miss Allison right now...

Ciao,

-Risk