Ride into work was annoying as I got behind a garbage truck on the nice fast downhill. Good thing I didn't pass, 'cause he didn't use his signal when he turned. Bleh.

Ride home was nicer, the promised thunder showers didn't materialize and I found a nice hilly route home. I'm not too sure I'll take the same cross street again, however, the cars were not giving me an inch of room. I lived to complain, so that's good.

Home to a Secret Sister package. Life is indeed good.