Tuesday

Sabrina was wonderful enough to provide me the luxury of a ride to work before she took care of some business at U of H and checked out some apartments with a locator. She was also wonderful enough to pick me up, too. Lauren had expressed an interest in dinner at Jenni's, so we scooped her up later that evening. I still haven't quite found the right menue item for me, and Sabrina was not happy with her porked-up fried rice. But dinner and conversation was good, if a little awkward at first.

But the Marquis' big ass long islands dispelled any remaining awkwardness. Sabrina told stories about me (did Lauren really need to know about Angry Drunk Ward and his fraternal twin, Emotional And Easily Offended Drunk Ward?). It was a nice but odd sort of grouping. Almost like I was introducing Sabrina to a girlfriend, which I guess might be true in an ideal world. Quoth the Sabrina:

Tuesday night, Matt and I went out with the infamous Lauren. I later told Matt that she really, truly was a perfect match for him ignoring the fact that she has a long-term boyfriend. Charlene, she really is great. I mean, I had never felt this way about a girl before. She was really awesome. Matt tried to comfort me by pointing out that they can still be friends and that there would be other girls that I will like down the road. But I don’t want other girls; I want this girl!

As with Nick, I was glad to have it confirmed that I'm not just being self-defeating or masochistic, that she really is great and that we have a lot in common. Considering recent conversations I had with Sabrina about whether or not I had a predilection toward overly dramatic women, it was nice to see that I'm capable of picking them sometimes. And sympathy always means a lot to me, too. Not only did Sabrina approve of her as a potential dating choice further down the road but also agreed that she might make a good head of the local chapter of Find Ward A Woman (FWAW), and even volunteered that she could be our third for mindless hanging out, filling Bryan's post when he was unavailable.

We dropped Lauren off and went to Poison Girl. Sabrina abstained but I had another beer. We talked, and it was good. It probably ended up being mostly about Rachal, but I'm big on retrospectives. Cleared up a few things, got some advice. It was good. Sabrina's a wonderful, close friend, and I'll be lucky if I get to have her nearby for a few years.