Imaginary Conversations and Random Thoughts

Miss Tori and I are reaching that inevitable point at which relationships that don't end, end up at. Which brings up the question of the ring size. I managed to work it into conversation a couple of weeks ago, you know, just for future reference. Nice and casual. Yeah, right. Turns out there's nothing casual about that. It was just a minor tremor, but I learned my lesson.

So when she called today, to mention she had found out her actual ring size (her previous guess was rather off), I made certain not to exclaim something like, "Thank goodness you told me before Friday!" Somehow, I don't think she would be amused.