sharpies write out loud

today has just been full of some truly stellar conversations. w has decided that she will in fact trek out to georgetown tomorrow morning to join me after this lovely exchange:

j: so you're coming tomorrow, right?
w: yep, i'll be there.
j: great, could you come around 11?
w: let me check my schedule.
j: excuse me?
w: i feel like that's a reflexive thing that i say now.
j: i know, i was starting to think, what's going on here? now you're going to PENCIL ME IN?
w: oh yes, i think there might be time between waking up, taking a shower, and going over to see you.
j: you know, you could even pen me in, because, baby, i ain't goin' nowhere.
w: i don't know if i want to tempt fate like that.
j: that's true, you'd better leave it in pencil. so that you can erase me if needs be.
w: how about erasable pen?
j: waffles, erasable pen is like an open relationship. don't be ridiculous.
w: i never liked the way erasable pens worked anyway.

so she is coming at 11. i may or may not be penciled or erasable penned in to that time slot on her schedule. somewhere after waking up and taking a shower, but before going to sleep. and, since it's her schedule, probably sandwiched between copious amounts of studying. which is, not at all shockingly, exactly where she is penned into mine.