I don't wanna go home

Panera: addicting. One could stay here all day, eat all three meals here, and be happily wireless. But alas (two times in one day I've used that word now) the beast awaits her mid-day walk, and I must clean the house for tonight's par-tay. Housewarming. A breezy eighty degrees and all is well. Wine, people, bring wine.

P.S. The very cute guy at the table in front of me just unplugged me. Go ahead and read that any way you want, Boss.