Sightings [Don Mace]

Email contact from Char! And she promises stories. Yum.

(And about time, too, Ms X. I was on the verge of changing the blogname to something brand-faithful but slightly more accurate, like "Charmaine X: Doesn't live here any more. No forwarding address. Try: China", or "X Charmaine".)

In other rara avis news, I've learned that this blog has a reader! At the Other Place. Just in case this heralds a new era of cross-institutional popularity, I'll repeat this warning that I, Don Mace, am a semi-fictional writer of semi-fictions.

So, for example, if I write that last time I was at the Other Place, a lovely young woman took me to her room after a group formal to watch her "change her shoes", and later followed me up to mine to "help me fetch my whisky", and ended the evening by asking if I was going to "walk her home", that might look... ambiguous. But, it wasn't! And that's how it's done.

Finally in avis migrans news, Titania has disappeared again. Presumably it was something I said. Any of you drawing broad conclusions about the survival of friendships despite romantic tension should probably stop before you fall over. I know I'm going to try.

Update: no she didn't.