Ogre

It just didn’t feel real until Facebook was updated.

Lnor’s fortune cookie: “You have a deep interest in all that is artistic (in bed)”

Duh.  I already knew she was interested in good strokes.

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This morning, lying in bed, Lnor said, “If you don’t get up, I won’t get up, so get moving already.”

My reply, “So let me get this straight.  I’m in bed with a naked girl and you think I’m going to leave?”

Yes, the long bitter Southern California winter is over.  The flowers are starting to bloom

(I’m no flowerologist, but I’m pretty sure that’s either a Nasturtium or a Daffodil, I always get those confused)

It’s pushing 80 degrees out at 10AM.  The birds are chirping or whatever it is birds do.  People are swimming.  Thank god.  I don’t know if I could have taken the frozen 60s much longer.

We’re going to go see Tool in Las Vegas next month. Also Bjork the following day. One show for me, one show for her. It’s like they planned that weekend just for us. It’ll be fantastic!

So this morning, do we listen to Tool? Bjork? Oh no. Boyz 2 Men christmas music, that’s what I get subjected to.

Despite this blog’s subtitle, I may not ride a century this year. I will ride 50 miles one day and 50 the next, two weeks from now, but that’s not a century. I publicly set myself a goal based on physical accomplishment, but in my head it’s more complicated than that. I’m happy, and my life is changing for the better. I’m more physically healthy than I was when I said that, but more importantly, my mental health has improved too. Even though I’m probably not going to meet the public goal I set, I feel like my life is moving the way I want it to, and that’s a good damn feeling. My private goals were more nebulous(*), but they’ve been met far more than I ever thought possible.

(*) The Mutara Nebula to be specific

My girlfriend calls me gadget boy. She has earned the right to be called honorary gadget girl. She has more things plugged in next to the bed than I do, and she fixed my car’s nav system once. I told her she can’t drop the “honorary” until she can read email from anywhere. What kind of gadget person can’t even get email at the beach in 2007? Come on! It hurts just thinking about it.

Then she came across these.   Purchasing one of those will also earn her her place as a full fledged gadget girl.

I will keep you posted as to her status.

I never thought I’d wind up living with someone with such radically different beliefs from my own, but here we are.  I’m still crazy about her, but the philosophical hurdles are enormous.  It’s easy to quantify, however.  We have one key belief that to some people not willing to stick it out would probably mean the end.

I’ll stop beating around the bush and spell it out for you.  She thinks The Wrath of Khan is the worst Star Trek movie.

I’m just not going to talk to her about Star Trek ever again.