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Apr. 5th, 2003 | 07:39 pm
(gods I'm posting tonnes today).
On Thursday, at the fannish pub night here in Toronto (and you're all invited, just let me know if you need more info), I was sitting with Ben, and I turned away for a moment to talk to our friend, Lance, for a moment. Turned back, and Nina is standing behind Ben, and *earnestly* asks ME, in complete seriousness, if she knows him enough to 'grope' him (she really just meant to hug him. Now, at this point, Ben and I have kissed all of once. Frankly, she baffled me, I had no idea why she'd ask me that, or ask it that way.
So I just shrugged, and said, "I have no idea. You'd need to ask *him*. I just have an option, not a lease."
On Thursday, at the fannish pub night here in Toronto (and you're all invited, just let me know if you need more info), I was sitting with Ben, and I turned away for a moment to talk to our friend, Lance, for a moment. Turned back, and Nina is standing behind Ben, and *earnestly* asks ME, in complete seriousness, if she knows him enough to 'grope' him (she really just meant to hug him. Now, at this point, Ben and I have kissed all of once. Frankly, she baffled me, I had no idea why she'd ask me that, or ask it that way.
So I just shrugged, and said, "I have no idea. You'd need to ask *him*. I just have an option, not a lease."