Scuddling through australia on my bike

Every body asks me if i just love it, which i do but i want to say no because they are all so conceited with their city. they think everything is sooooo great. I think we need to take them down a couple of notches! No thanks to bill brysons suck up fest book "Australia". I'm sorry, I think biking has made me quite spiteful. I just dont think that people respect what i am doing here. Im just like you but i have two wheels. All of a sudden it just doesnt count as transportion and deserving of any respect?

I'm working hard here, pedaling a way, and i mean PEDALING! my seat is a little too low so my legs are constantly at 90 degree angles. Ive often and kindly refered to my movements similiar to that of a rat scuddling of a drain pipe. I mean i have never seen a rat really but i imagine if i did they would be doing something like that.....scuddling....I mean i saw rataoui so i got a good idea......oh but anyways! I work hard on a my bike, and drivers, pedestrians, even other bikers everyone! gets so angry!! its like listen, yeah it was a red light! there were no cars, why do you have to go out of your way to scream at me! Whatev, i have been working on not letting it affect me.

I have gotten use to the bike abuse which in italy mostly came from old people that I think thought bikes were ment only for gentle pedaling and screamed out if they saw you biking fast. Ah the young, always in a rush, hooligans! I imagine thats what they were thinking in someway or another... it was definitely the worst if you ran into someone, or had the break quickly to not hit them. Every time it happened to me i would bike away and just ask WHY WHY!!! did it have to be an old person!!! i just cant stand that old fashion way that they shake thier fists at you! cane in hand and shit. I mean common this is the 21st century! just give me the finger! Biking comes with its troubles but I do still love it. The other day my lovely roomate (this one actually is not related to me) showed me a quicker way to get home from my work which is on the other side of town. I had ben taking a really round about way to get there and back. I mean like mother like daughter I found a route and stuck with it, never once stopping to look at the reasoning of a map. It was showed to me by my sweetheart, who now that i think about it, he probably did it on purpose to make me workout more! bastard! wheres the cake!?!