magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I feel like I need a single word that means '(I had) brunch with Chris at Life (Cafe 983).' I say it, generally sans the parentheticals, once a week or so. This morning's topics of conversation:

• What happened after he left on sushi night. 'I went up to the roof with a bottle of beer.'

  'Drinking by yourself?'

  'Yes.'

  'Did you cry?' Said tongue-in-cheek, but with love.

• Yesterday, what Bean did. 'I hardly did anything. I played my guitar quite a bit.'

  'How's your finger?'

  'It hurt a lot this morning, after playing so much. But it didn't really hurt while I was playing.'

• Yesterday, what Chris did. 'I spent the whole day with Becky.'

  'I think that's good.'

  'Yeah. I kind of feel as if it okay to actually like her now. Of course it also means that I've been wearing the same clothes for three days.'

• Girls for bean. 'Did you meet Becky's friend who was at the barbecue last weekend?'

  'I don't think so.'

  'She's cute. And about you age. Maybe a little bit older. Yeah, she's going to be 30 soon.'

  'So only a little bit,' with finger measurement gesture, 'older.'

  'That's what I said. What about that girl who lives in the building next door? The one who was leaving sushi night when I did.'

  'Mo? I think she's got a boyfriend.'

  'Bummer. Is she in school, or what?'

  'I don't know. She's part of that NYU vegan scene, but I don't know if she's actually a student.'

  'And she's vegan too? To bad she's got a boyfriend. But she's really more of a Garth's girlfriend type anyway.'

  'Yeah. But cute.'

  'Yeah.'

• Other stuff.

Right now it's 8.30 in the evening, but feels as if it must really be well past midnight. Something to do with fall. And then a step to.. [ ---------------------------------------- ]