Yesterday Ryan and I got lunch at some chinese food place on the ave that he frequents a lot. The lady, however, had incorrectly remembered his name and kept calling him Michael. And insisting that I was 'Michael's' girlfriend. Or if I wasn't now, that I soon would be. Ryan and I got a good laugh about it. We figured that instead she was predicting that I would indeed be dating a michael soon, and since ryan really wasn't a michael, there were no worries. Although I can't say I'm happy about the name Michael. Technically I'm cut off from that name; I've exceeded my lifetime allotment.
Oh well....just trying to get through the week.