In about four hours.

To go out to dinner.

.......and yes, she wants to discuss The Book. *twitch*

This means that I shall have to make an attempt at rational conversation without letting her actually READ most of what I've written, 'cos I'm pretty sure if she read it I'd be out of funds, out of luck, and generally screwed over - I can see her leaving me at the restaraunt with the check. Yes, she's that vicious when things don't go the way she wants... at least until she can hallucinate her own nice pretty memories to replace 'em.

Yes, this I dread.