She could always start her own blog, you know.

I wanted to capture that last little exchange for blogging posterity so I whipped out my phone at dinner and quickly recorded a voice memo with the basic deets.

k. didn't like what she heard - she thought it made her sound like she'd been bitching it up big time.

"Oh, don't worry about it," I said, breezily waving away her concerns. "This is just to jog my memory. I finesse it later."

"Great," said k. "That gives me no consolation whatsoever. Remember: I read your blog. I've seen your 'finessing'."