No time to ride . . .

. . . cause I was building my new bike! It came today! Or, I should say, new frame and fork came today! (Thanks Tash!) I'll post pictures later. Sure is pretty! And I think this one will fit me a little better than my last bike, which was just a touch on the large side. Those first scratches sure are gonna hurt!

I suspect that I'm not the only person who has a hard time getting motivated to cook for themselves. Unless it's a cheesecake or something to be eaten in one sitting. But really, since Cody's been gone (2 weeks now) I think I've had cereal for dinner 5 times. And instead of cooking my oatmeal on the stove in a pot I've been microwaving it. I mean, I still eat healthy and all (what's more healthy than granola w/ soymilk and fruit?) but it's not really the warm, cooked comfort food that usually graces our table. As a matter of fact, I don't think I've even sat down at the table in 2 weeks, either. I mean really, who wants to cook and do the dishes? Not I!

I quit my job! Hooray! Mr. Boss wasn't too stoked, but that was to be expected. And I don't care because I'm leaving to live a life of selfish irresponsiblity on the East coast for the next month! Woo hoo! But I'll miss my puppy . . . Someone asked me the other day if I would miss Cody, who is gone now but who I will be w/ in MA, or Riley, who I can't afford to bring on the plane so he'll be staying w/ my mom who loves him very much, more. Er . . . Cody or Riley? Tough choice! Just kidding, Riley ate a pair of my bike shorts the other day so I've decided that I won't miss him as much as I miss Cody, who doesn't destroy my bike clothes. That's a good, objective determination, isn't it?