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I had another fabulous cheap date with the Proprietress for lunch today, using a dearth of gochujang as a pretext for Uwajimaya. We even agreed on an (ahem) activity for Friday night. After we finished, we were walking the couple of blocks to the train station entrance - not the nearest one - and talking about that call from Lady Raven and the info she needs. I slipped up and referred to the Tickler as "my girlfriend".
I quickly clarified to the Prope that she is my other girlfriend, which she already knew. But mayunn, I could flagellate myself with my tongue sometimes. (Imagine the wet slapping sound.) Luckily, the Prope is the very soul of grace, and we hung out at the corner of 5th & Jackson while she told me about stuff in her life.
Aside from my tip of the slongue, it's a little uncanny how often we're on the same wavelength about stuff like when we should go and kids and legal stuff and life in general. I haven't experienced anything like that since, well, my halcyon days with Ex. Maybe not even then: Ex & I figured out before we even got engaged that our world views weren't always in perfect alignment.
I quickly clarified to the Prope that she is my other girlfriend, which she already knew. But mayunn, I could flagellate myself with my tongue sometimes. (Imagine the wet slapping sound.) Luckily, the Prope is the very soul of grace, and we hung out at the corner of 5th & Jackson while she told me about stuff in her life.
Aside from my tip of the slongue, it's a little uncanny how often we're on the same wavelength about stuff like when we should go and kids and legal stuff and life in general. I haven't experienced anything like that since, well, my halcyon days with Ex. Maybe not even then: Ex & I figured out before we even got engaged that our world views weren't always in perfect alignment.
