If only Cass had a dementor excuse for her guacamole.

I have the delicious excuse. And that's good enough for me.

Oh, and it make my lips look all collagened. Like free Angelina Jolie lips for a while.

Since the subject of online dating has come up, I thought I'd give a #5 update.

When I spontaneously decided to go to the Interpol concert before my surgery, I left her a voicemail asking if she was interested. I received a text that she had a bridal shower to go to. There was textspeak. It was hard to deal.

I let her know via Facebook that I was going to be having surgery and thus mostly offline, and she wished me well.

Two weeks later, back at home, I called her, and we had a nice conversation. She apologized for not calling before; she'd been really busy at work (she was working on Saturday). She said she'd call me later that weekend.

She did not.

We played phone tag the rest of the week, a couple voicemails back and forth.

Saturday, she called on the way to a Diwali party, and I suggested that since I had ended up in Belmont, we could meet up the next day in Foster City, where she was working these past few weeks. She was going to be working on Sunday, so scheduling a dinner would force her to stay longer anyway. She said she'd call me the next day to figure out where to eat.

The next day, I got a text saying she couldn't make dinner because she had a family dinner. She would talk 2 me later.

I know she's not doing all this on purpose, but it's getting slightly irritating. Right now, I figure I've done all I can, and if we're going to find a way to actually meet for a second time, she has to call me first.

Plus - helps to have it in the system in case the Dementors come round.

Young lady, I expect you to be able to cast a Patronus charm.

I'm still practising. New wand, and all.

(Heh. You just *know* my patronus is a camel.)

Or a beagle.

Young lady, I expect you to be able to cast a Patronus charm.

Oh, she can. It's a misty silver version of herself with that face.

Did you know Dementors can pee themselves?

If it's a beagle, I'll never get it to stop barking long enough to send it with a message.

"Oh look! It's Aimee's patronus. She must have a message."

"BARKBARKABRKBARKBARKBARKBARK!"

No one will ever know if I'm down a well, held captive by a dark creature, or inviting them to tea.

P-C: I was seeing a very nice Indian girl in NY for a while, whose sister is in SF and is apparently a slightly older version of her. If that's true, she's extremely smart, pretty, funny, thoroughly assimilated into American culture. Even likes Veronica Mars. If you give up on #5 and want to try a very odd third-hand blind date, I could try to make that happen, is what I'm saying. Personally, I think it would be awesome, despite having never met either of you in person.

Why am I still at work? All I'm doing is surfing the internet, and some of my favorite sites are even blocked. I'm dumb.

It just amuses me to no end to think of Ollie as you patronus.