You still speak of day-old hate

I really must have made the ex angry because he's sworn never to come on rides with me again. I'm so tempted to drive the nail in to that coffin by making a comment on his balding head and receding hairline. It's great when you know exactly what will make someone seethe with anger. Fine line between love and hate, very fine line. I'm sick of walking it.

So, I've started this whole celibacy thing. One year. Today is day 357. Not bad, so far. Of course, I've started dating someone new, actually dating. He seems sweet and he's absolutely gorgeous which doesn't help my celibacy cause. But, so far, so good. He's going to be introducing me to his friends at some get-together tonight. The big leagues, I've been told, is when you meet the friends. I'm not worried. Everybody loves me. And if they don't, well, they're stupid and don't matter anyway.

Finally, a picture of my new bike, and me on it!