this is the actual bottle, sadly the name isn't funny

No one, that's why i ride a motorcycle.
And i'll probably listen to free bird or kickstart my heart when i crash it

It has been almost a year since I moved out to a different country and it feels like nothing has really changed, I'm still working a shitty job full of retards, still have no money and still bitϲhless.
Also two weeks ago I had a bit of a slip'n slide with the bike on the wet road, got no injuries since i somehow landed on my feet after a tumble in the dirt and saw the bike sliding along the road with sparks flying from it. Got a bent handlebar and rear brake lever, a lot of deep scratches on the exhaust and the fairing on the right side and a hole from one of the bolts of the engine cover that was welded to the plastic. Still runs fine since the damage is mostly cosmetic and i'm repairing the fairings myself, filled the holes with glue and i'm waiting for the putty to arrive so i can fill it up, sand it and paint it, already got the paint and coating, but the paint seems a bit darker than the original, so we'll see how it turns out. I got it to the mechanic today since he was on a holiday last week so i'll probably have to cycle for the next week too, but at least cycling 50km a day is paying off since one of the house mates said i look like i've lost weight, which is good because i had gained more than 10 kilos before new years.
I've also been dealing with some sickness for the last few days, probably got it from someone at work since everyone comes in even when they are sick and cough without even putting their hand over their mouth and a lot of people leave the toilet without washing their hands. No wonder the corona spread so easily.

The time i spent writing this and thinking about my situation somehow improved my mood, because it's not that bad when i think about it. Maybe it's because i have a goal: to fix my bike so i can ride again, after all i still haven't hit that 300km mark on the speedometer, most i did was 250. I'm also thinking of changing my job, but i still have no idea how to go about it since i don't know how looking for a job works here and i don't even speak their funny language.
Anyway, have a nice weekend i guess, i'll just do what i do every week and rest, play games and maybe watch something other than pоrn.

bruh, I've been using a Japanese VPN to play that game since it came out, even saw the anime before that. Too bad I can't transfer my progress to the global server and I have to use a VPN on my phone now because the netherlands have some stupid gambling law that doesn't let me play gacha games

LETS FUСKING GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I missed it again, but fuϲk it. Last night I fell asleep right after coming back from work and slept for about 12 hours and then laid in bed for another 2 before finally getting up.
This last week was exhausting since the week before I flew back home with my only 2 friends and didn't have much time to rest since landing because we had a concert booked and my flight landed just 2 hours before the start of it and that's about the time it takes to drive from the airport, which is in the fuϲking capital and even though my home city has an airport it is barely used. So my parents came to pick me up and drive me and had to leave me straight at the venue, where we saw King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard, which wasn't bad, but not exactly the things I vibe with.

The next day I had a few hours to get some documents and other shit in order, and in the late afternoon we left for a village in the mountains that's on the way to Greece and also where my friend's grandparents live, so we spent the night there and headed for the border the next day.
There we had 2 days on the beach where I burned under the searing sun, and a day between the beach days where we went to Thasos island and rented some e-bikes and did a full circle around it, which was about 80km. On the last day I got wasted by drinking ouzo in one of the taverns, we went to the beach with bottles of alcohol and soft drinks in the middle of the night, my friends did some swimming but i just set foot in the water and decided it was too cold and stayed on the shore drinking. After that I kinda regretted drinking so much, because i couldn't sleep and at some point went to the toilet to return everything that entered my mouth that night, which was mostly alcohol and some fish that we had for dinner and it smelled awful which made me puke even more.

Then i had to recover on the way back to the shitty capital where we stayed for 2 days to wait for our flights, but we didn't just sit and wait. On the first day we just went straight from the highway to get some food in the city and then check in the apartment we rented, dump our stuff, a quick shower and went to some climbing gym where we spent all evening until it closed and by the end i didn't have the strength to grip the holds, but i did some 6a+ climbs, which my friends said was impressive for someone who has climbed only 2 times before and all of those were with them around new year.

The next day we were supposed to rent some e-bikes again to ride around the mountain next to the city, but the guy, who my friend was talking to more than a week before that, told us that he can't open his shop because the lock broke, which sounded like bullshit to us and we spent the morning trying to find bikes and in the end found a place which only had normal mountain bikes, but the guy was cool and we set off for the mountain, which is like 5km away from the city. On the way we stopped at a store for some refreshments and more water and then went about 25km deep in the woods on some trail that's actually part of a race that some people were training for. At some point we had a bit of a mishap when one of the bikes chain broke, but i noticed the pin was in place and the metal parts were just bent, so i snapped it back on and my friend took a pair of rocks and smashed it back in shape, we had a laugh about the caveman way of repairing it, but it actually didn't break all the way. Then we had to bike back, but at some point we took an exit onto the road and rode next to the cars, which was fun because it was all downhill and at some point we were as fast as the cars. At the end of it we were all beat so we just had something to eat and went back to the apartment, one of the flights was at 6am so my friends didn't even sleep. I went to bed, but couldn't sleep much, and at 10am the rest of us went to return the bikes and i went straight to the airport, because my flight was at 12.

After i came back i had to to some shopping for food and go to bed cause i had work at 6 in the morning and i couldn't sleep much again, and it went on for the whole week, just work, come back, get some food and go to sleep. And i can't even save money because, there's always something popping up. Like i had a check up on the bike at a service near me and the guy fixed my gear shifter and told me things i kinda knew already, but i have to get new tires, new chain and sprockets and probably change the oil and all the filters by the time i change those. And there's also the hydraulic clutch, which didn't have oil in the reservoir on the handlebar, so he filled it and told me to keep an eye on it since it might be leaking somewhere.

All in all things haven't really changed, even though i changed countries everything is kinda the same: just work, spend money on my bike and the only social interactions outside of work i have are the times i meet with my only 2 friends, which is like two or three times a year.
And who knows, maybe one day when i'm riding my bike to work, i might not make it to work since i ride pretty reckless, going about 200 in the mornings when the highway is mostly empty.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dJQw7h0h1t4

You can't imagine how much I would love to have a friend