The Auteur came out to my neck of the woods last night for a little birthday celebration.  We hung at one of those upscale multiplexes that are in vogue right now; spent way-too much money at their in-house glorified burger joint and didn’t even bother seeing a movie.  I knew when I first saw her last night that I wasn’t going to want to say goodbye until morning.  Needless to say, we ended up spending the night together.

17 years ago, I was amazed at how quickly I fell for the STBX.  Things moved pretty quickly there,  but my relationship with The Auteur has been like a bolt of lightning in comparison.