Girl stuff

Zoë's friends Steph and Olivia had their way with her hair and makeup for over an hour. I enjoyed hearing the sound of girls yakking and laughing. They weren't quite ready when Zoë's date (escort? Male physics friend? Fellow nerd in a tux?) arrived, so I chatted with Nik for a bit.

He appreciated that our house is inhabited by life-size robots from movies and TV. I appreciate that he's not a 25 year-old tattooed biker aking me to loan him gas money for his Harley.

Will I be up waiting for her when she gets home at 1:30am? You bet your sweet ass I will ;-)