Last night saw a bit of an historic happening for SassyGirl and I. When I'd first arrived at Rich O's, there was a hot girl there.
She ended up sitting out front and waiting for this Bill asshole.
When SassyGirl arrived, I asked her if the hot girl was still sitting out front. She said, "Yes, and she really is hot."
That, dear readers, was the first time in the two years that I've known SassyGirl when she's actually agreed with me about a girl's hotness. She usually doesn't like anyone that I find attractive.
I've always found this odd. Knowing me, and my own impossibly high standards, it always seemed to me that it should be the other way around. I mean, I should be the one dismissing her picks. But I don't. Usually if she thinks a girl is pretty then so do I.
Weird.
Not very interesting, perhaps, but weird.
