After a bit of a miserable weekend, where he and I miscommunicated throughout, leaving me Feeling Needy (and then crap for FEELING needy etc. - oh how we love the spirals), I went to exchange some books. And while I was in the library, my bike was nicked from the rack at which it was tied.Which means that's probably the shortest lived birthday present I've recieved since I was 10 as well. *sigh*I