the bloom upon my misery

Waiting for girls for any reason is a bad idea.
Waiting for girls to get dressed up is the worst.
Delay. Delay. Delay.
Two hours later. The car won't start. Can you boys walk over?
No.
Boys will meet you there.

That was a bad idea too. As soon as a more interesting boy shows up, we are left in the dust.
Fabrizio is always right; girls are a bad idea from the start.

I look forward to a female-free ComFest tomorrow.