See I don't want a relationship where I watch my partner suffer unknowingly watching screens all day and coming home to be annoyed that I'm working on some e-projects. If there was a way to increase the odds that I'm doing e-projects with my wife for the rest of my life, I think that would be worth waiting for. I hate 99% of things on the internet and cell phones. Luckily I just lost my cell phone and only use my apple watch with cellular. It's great. It forced me back on endlesss sphere after 10 years.. this is good. Back to 2014 when no one hardly was glued to their god damn stupid ass pointless brainwashing device. I don't want to marry someone who likes regular brainwashing either.
chatgpt
Boy meets girl with a bike.
Boy’s on foot, sweating bullets, trying to play it cool, but he’s winded after walking two blocks.
Girl effortlessly glides past him on her sleek bike, like some kind of two-wheeled goddess.
Boy thinks, “If I had a bike, I’d definitely catch her.”
Boy buys a bike.
It’s shiny, it’s fast—he Googled “best beginner bikes” for hours.
But on his first ride, he forgets how to stop, crashes into a mailbox, and the neighbor’s dog barks at him like he’s just committed a felony.
Undeterred, he gets back on the saddle.
After a few wobbles, bruises, and one very close encounter with a bush, he’s starting to look somewhat… competent.
One day, he spots the girl again. This time, he pedals like his life depends on it.
He catches up to her (barely), and blurts out, “Hey, nice bike!”
She laughs, “Yeah, yours too, I guess. You okay from the bush incident?”
Turns out she’d seen the whole thing.
Great.
But hey, somehow, it works.
They start riding together.
He pretends he’s cool with hills (he’s not), she pretends not to notice when he nearly dies on steep climbs.
Fast forward: they’re in love.
They ride bikes everywhere—cute dates, weekend adventures, even a romantic 50-mile ride that leaves him questioning every decision he’s ever made.
But it’s worth it.
Years pass.
Boy and girl are now man and woman (still biking, but with considerably more joint pain).
He’s developed an unhealthy obsession with bike gear; she’s secretly plotting to replace his Lycra with something less tragic.
Then one morning, they both wake up and realize:
“We’re not as spry as we used to be.”
So, they do what any couple in denial about aging would do: they buy e-bikes.
Suddenly, it’s like they’re 25 again—except now with motorized help and way more time spent arguing over which bike has the better battery life.
They zip around town, passing cyclists half their age and feeling smug about it.
They may be older, but they’re still chasing each other.
Just with a little more... electrical assistance.
And fewer bushes.