Did NOT have the lobster, incidentally

Did not even have the tuna salad, Ben Warsaw never showed up that Thursday, nor any day since. Going to Las Vegas in January to meet up with some of the Loungers, maybe THEN I'll have the whole buffet. Well, last night the gang was out and had been missing me terribly. I went out after midnight, didn't want open bar or even to drink too much, wanted White Russians. And got them. Anyway, the consensus was the cute guy wandering around should be talked to. He wasn't gonna talk to any of us, so I did. Asked if he was in the Army and of course I was right. Nice to hear a Southern accent again. Proud of myself, I never talk to anyone first. Strange thing happened after an hour, though, which I still can't figure out how to describe even after having a dream about it and getting dream-advice from my sister-in-law. Hm. How's a guy in town for the weekend gonna meet a single chick if he doesn't talk first, submissive or not?
In real life, my sister-in-law is sending me some cool dolls I had always wanted as a child and still want, instead of throwing them out.