My neighborhood, (couldn't read? copy and paste this: ”　埼玉春日部六軒町　”） roughly a 10X6 block section. 

Didn't feel like going out tonight. (not like I was invited to anything)  The goal for the weekend is to have a band, or at least a crazy hobo, to play some music with in the future.  Thanks to my reconnoissance last weekend, the station 5-6 ( i forget) stops to the south is rather large in comparison to mine, and host a few practice studios.  I saw three guys walking around with guitars on their back, (like Kitanas), but was too tired and focused on my bike mission to ask them if they needed a drummer.  But that's this weekend's priority.  If I don't find anyone, I'll be satisfied as long as I ask a handful of people if they need a drummer. 

In other news, I know have met three mothers and one 3 year old grandson on my street. They like to hang out right outside of my apartment.  We talked for 10 minutes or whatever today after I got back from the local grocery store.  This week felt really different from previous weeks.  I'm no longer looking for anything in particular.  Life is back to training. Training for what? I don't know, but I haven't found "it" yet whatever "it" is.   I've also been occupying my time with rigorous workouts, a drug of it's own.  Other than running, I've been sucked into the climbing club at school.  

(not my school. We have 2 8 foot tall flat boards that fit in a classroom)

My arms hurt too much to progress at the moment, but I think it will be a lot of fun the more I do it, especially since the school retard is there.  I also thought about how cool it might be to have a mini climbing board in my own backyard one day to practice on.  It's a sweet workout, not exactly fun, but If I could jam some tunes, just another activity to enjoy.  

       

     

(unrelated picture. There are a lot of VWs)