So yesterday, I got home at 9.30p, sat down at my computer, and, brace yourselves, finished my column!

Only one day late for deadline, baby! King me!

Why did I get home so late?

Well, because I popped out for lunch at around 5p to this Tex-Mex takeout place I am partial to, walked through the door, and Nikky was there! So we decided to stay and eat there together rather than go back to the office and me eat at my desk while working and him eat in the lunchroom alone.

So, because I took a whole unpaid hour off, I had to stay later and get home later and start writing later and go to bed later and I just hope you appreciate what I go through for you people!!!

Sorry. Got carried away there for a minute...

During lunch I told him this story about how the other day, The Raccoon had told me that we're getting a new guy in the department on Monday,and how I asked her suspiciously "Is he nice?" and she said yes, and I continued "'Cause it takes me awhile to get used to new people. As you may remember!" and she laughed and said that she did.

And Nik said "So do I!"

"O God," I said, "What was I like?"
"You were so condescending! And you'd just sort of talk to me out of the corner of your mouth!"
"That's because I thought you were an idiot!"

And I did, too. He was so shy and awkward, you see, that he appeared to be, in my snap judgement, half-witted. When John invited me to his birthday party that year, which was a trip to Great Adventure, he said that he was inviting Nik, and I said "But isn't he an idiot?" John said that no, he wasn't, and I rolled my eyes and insisted "Well, I think he's an idiot."

By the end of that day, I didn't think he was an idiot anymore. Aren't first impressions funny? Mine tend to be entirely wrong.

Today's horoscope:
Use your natural sparkle and magnetism to further your career. Put your dynamism to work for yourself; you can sway people today.

One year ago today:
Is the next step a cherry cheesecake?

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