Dispatches from Dateland

Life moves apace, and I'll keep it short and sweet.

It was a fine evening and the rain had abated, though Portland is being none to gently shellacked right now.

conversation, art, essential preludes to a goodnight kiss, but when that didn't happen at the parting I was fine, if a little disappointed. Meh, I figured, at the least I had made a new friend.

I am categorically exhausted, and will let the tale of the phone call hang until next time.
peace out, internets. (oh but this is good, and gave me a good long case of the giggles)

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