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| Oui |
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| "Hi!" |
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| Simone asks if I'd like to have breakfast with her. Even though I just ate with Rex, I'm not passing this up. |
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| She's going on about some sailboat, something I couldn't care less about. I'm frustrated with her because I don't know how she feels, and yet I don't even know how I feel. |
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| I tell her I'm gonna have a party in a few days and I'd like for her to come. |
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| Just when I become completely disallusioned she goes and does something that makes me love her, like following me to the bathroom. When I think of all the freaks I've dated.... |
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| "So I'll see you in a few days." "Oui, I'll let you know if I can make your party." |
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| See? I'm dating Mixed Signals Girl. |
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Rex meets Jean-Paul at his loft. (I used iff taxi to make the downtown objects, like the yellow payphone, available for the neighborhood. Usually iff taxi is used to make items available for downtown or vacation but it works both ways.) |
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The "kitchen" is gross. Rex says he always wanted to put a urinal next to the stove but no one shared his vision. (sink and stove are from 7DS sloth collection) |
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| They order a pizza which is super romantic. |
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| Rex leaves and reminds Jean-Paul they're having dinner with Moo tonight so they can meet her "daughter" Brooklyn. |
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| I call Rex and tell him to come over around 7. |
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| Duh. |
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| Then I call Brooklyn and tell her to come for dinner and meet my friends. |
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| This sad creature is now trying to make herself less dull by talking like Gomer Pyle. What a loser. |
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| Rex, of course, brings flowers. Brooklyn, of course, doesn't even change out of her fatigues. "Rex, Brooklyn, Jean-Paul, this is Brooklyn, Brooklyn this is Rex..." |
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| Brooklyn is nattering on about her party. It's an obsession. |
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| While I'm having seconds, Jean-Paul plays with the dog. Adorable! |
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| I don't even know what these two are doing in here. |
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| So, while we're trying to watch "Roseanne" reruns, Brooklyn stands in front of the tv and tells us that her mouse might be broken. Get the hell out of the way, dumbass. |
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| Jean-Paul tells me how romantical it was to eat pizza in his empty loft. I tell him take-out in empty apartments is the new millinium version of a box of chocolates and a movie. |
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| Brooklyn leaves and reminds me about the party. I can't wait to have this party so she won't be able to talk to me about it anymore. |
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| Rex asks what happened with Simone after he left. I tell him the whole sailboat/ladies room/sorrow thing. I tell him I'm getting totally sick of these ambiguously faux lesbians and I'm gonna start dating the butchiest, dykiest lesbian I can find. |
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"That sounds fun." "You're coming to the party right? She'll be there too, so watch her and tell me if you think she's straight."
Will Moo find the butchiest, dykiest lesbian and will she be happy if she does? What will Brooklyn have to talk about when the party's over? |
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