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Friday, December 14, 2007 

Wear your helmet, Dumbass!

Apparently, I don't see well at night. Last night, while riding home from my dear boyfriend's place, I took a nasty spill in the middle of Market St. Literally, the middle, in fact. I, riding at top speed, failed to avoid the median as I attempted to cross the street. I went flying over the handle bars, and got pretty scraped up. Miraculously enough, that was it, besides having the wind knocked out of me.

A few cars stopped to ask if I was okay (after I dragged myself to safety). A few pedestrians and a fellow cyclist, too. Nice folks.

The kicker? I do own a helmet, but wasn't wearing it. Last thing my bf said as I was leaving? "Wear your helmet next time, ok?"

I called him and told him what happened. He came and met me. He took good care of me, and was kind enough not to say "I told you so" until he called to check up on me this morning. Even then, he didn't really say those four words (good move on his part). Instead, he just reiterated how much he cares about me.

He loves me so much. Of course instead of accepting it, I'm always suspicious, questioning ("But why do you love me so much?") He's being punished for the sins of those who came before him. It's not fair, mais c'est la vie. He's very patient, and waaaay to good to me. Funnily, he thinks the same about me.

I hope that you have recovered from your injuries. And yes, you must keep this boy -- for now. ;-)

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