So, last Saturday my friend Ahn came over around 12:30, walked past my bicycle, and mentioned it to me. When she left, around 2:00 or so, there was no bicycle there, and my lock was lying on the ground in two pieces. Boo.
The bike itself was badly in need of a tune-up after only a couple months--most of the gears had already stopped working--so perhaps that wasn't as big of a loss as it might have been (although my friend Jeremy would have helped me fix it). The panniers, though!!! Oh, the panniers! Boo.
Anyway, I happened to find these photos of it, which I hadn't actually posted, so... here's my former bike, with it's beautiful panniers (a birthday gift from my mother!) loaded up with tasty groceries: