and just ordered breakfast in the room. We had another serious talk about how badly we'd both been burned in our previous long-term relationships. SWSNBN was named and thoroughly discussed. We decided to simplify and villify our exes and move on. We called SWSNBN and Cheating Bastard about every profanity and combination of profanities we could come up with. It was fun. Then we had crepes and Mimosas. I love the concept of booze for breakfast. I guess I could have it every morning and walked downstairs to the store buzzed, but it would seem out of place. That never stopped Weezer from coming to work with a beer, but I guess that's why he's required by law to take the bus.
See you in the funny papers...
The apparently affianced Simon Wolfe
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