The tree shakes back. I dig it.

I've arranged date #2 with Brown Eyes*, the lady formerly known as S, already. She seems... enthusiastic, and not shy about texting. No, the "clinginess" that so much of the queer and poly crowds have got me afraid to show doesn't bother me in other people because I'm that lesbian. Or something. In fact, I'm delighted.

Brown Eyes knows how to push my buttons, and it doesn't even look as if she's trying.



*She really does have lovely brown eyes.