My stand-in girlfriend...

Steph has been gone for nearly 3 weeks now. That's three weeks of me being physically lonely.

Fortunately, I'm getting my kicks elsewhere - my bike. Yes - my @ss raping, butt bruising, oxygen depriving bike has graciously given me an outlet. How do you ask? Every morning after I ride my bike, I'm suffused with a glow VERY simliar to a post-orgasmic experience. Sometimes, just sometimes, I'll spend a few minutes after my ride and lovingly caress its gears as I whisper sweet nothings into its derailers - just for giving me such a great feeling. I have to say, I've never gone through so much bike lube to make them nice and greasy like my bike. What can I say? She's been good to me.

My bike has pulled off something that I've never experienced before - sort of the sadistic type, but always on the bottom. And my bike lets me ride it for hours on end - basically as long as I last. I don't know what else can pull that off.

Alas, Steph returns in 48 hours time. Some would say "Good God, Obi! You need her back!". I agree. My bike is next to nothing besides Steph - Steph is such a warmer, more vibrant person. Besides, my bike doesn't have much of a personality anyway.