Oh fleeting bliss. She-who-shall-not-be-named called me tonight. Tomorrow night we're "hanging out." I plan to take her to Red Rock and show her off (read: cheap meal at half off). Then we're "hanging out" at her ranch, which is about 20 miles north or Oklahoma City. I know it won't last, but I don't care. Even if I'm just being used to replace someone else, I want to feel like someone wants me.