Home Alone

Robyn’s on the farm until Wednesday with her folks. I’m home alone. I have set booby traps accordingly. Those wet bandits aren’t going to catch me unawares.

I am “celebrating” by staying up late, drinking beer, eating fast food for my meals and hopefully playing some computer games tomorrow… and I’m blogging, obviously.


heh. you and i think alike.

Good base covering putting ‘celebrate’ in adverted commers to avoid getting in trubs.

Nathan says:

Yeah. It’s “bittersweet”.