the cemetery walk was longer than usual but enjoyable. afterwards, frenchie and i came back to my apt. for tea. and as no surprise to any of you who actually know me, i managed to put my foot in my mouth at exactly the wrong time. to wit:
frenchie:(as he puts his arm around me) is it all right that i'm touching you?
me: yes, it's fine.
frenchie: were you waiting for me to touch you?
me: no, not really.
can i break a mood or what? thank god he laughed.