My first Peugot with a little luck finally on my side

So I've finally moved into my new apartment and actually finally got my bed. Finally. First night in the new bed. Other than that, I'm looking for work. I'm realizing that I'll have to take anything. It looks like it may end up being a coffee shop or something. The job market sucks here. Usually it is bad, but with the global economic situation, it just makes it all worse. Has Obama solved things yet? I'm waiting.All that, combined with my completely worthless Political Science degree (biggest waste of time in my life), I'm stuck with nothing. So like the title, I've had a little bad luck finding work, in addition some undercover cops didn't like me walking around a neighborhood looking for work and questioned me for a while. I still can't figure out why. But then tonight happened. I rode my new bike (see picture above), which is also my first Peugeot. For you Americans (everybody) a Peugeot is a French car (I think French) and it is not found in the states (maybe I'm wrong), but it is popular here. So hopefully it won't be my last Peugeot. I think I got way distracted in one of those last sentences and never finished my though and even had an improperly formatted sentence. So I locked up my bike. I though away from the crowed it won't get ruined. Well, I get back to my bike and somebody tried to cut my lock!!!!!! I can't believe it.



So good thing I had that lock on there and that it was a good one. Also I think I'll have to use a new lock as this one has been weakened. Oh well. I'll be more carefull where I lock my bike.
Next blog: picture of my bed! (incase somebody finds that interesting....mom....)