stranger than fiction.

tonight, at dinner at the lula cafe (which by the way was excellent and i highly recommend), my boyfriend got a massage from a stranger (also a customer at the lula cafe). this stranger was a man who may, or may not, have been italian or mediterranean of some sort. apparently this man was 'registered'. he did not say in what.

my boyfriend described this man as having 'some sort of tentacles'.

i can't decide how this makes me feel.

that is all for now.