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I abandoned my (technically adult, dammit) son last night to have Korean dinner with Funny Lady in Belltown*. Nothing remarkable about that, I suppose, but she proposed a) doing such things more frequently, and b) sushi inclusive-or dancing, which I would be hugely about. We acknowledged each other to be the best OKCupid experience we've ever had, by far.
You all might know that Funny Lady was raised to be a Southern belle, with all the indirectness that can imply. And you definitely know how prone I am to wishful thinking. So now you know I'm thinking impure thoughts about the (still) devastatingly cute & charming FL, even though she dumped me in an impressively classy way years ago because she had too much going on.
You may now verbally slap me. I probably need and deserve it. Or maybe even tell me I'm not being completely unreasonable.
*Korean Bamboo. Hole in the wall. OK for the money, but not a destination. Old Village, way the hell up Aurora, is still the winner locally.
You all might know that Funny Lady was raised to be a Southern belle, with all the indirectness that can imply. And you definitely know how prone I am to wishful thinking. So now you know I'm thinking impure thoughts about the (still) devastatingly cute & charming FL, even though she dumped me in an impressively classy way years ago because she had too much going on.
You may now verbally slap me. I probably need and deserve it. Or maybe even tell me I'm not being completely unreasonable.
*Korean Bamboo. Hole in the wall. OK for the money, but not a destination. Old Village, way the hell up Aurora, is still the winner locally.
