5 hours down, 163 to go.

It’s funny how used we get to having someone in the house with us. This afternoon Dan left for Montana for the week – five hours have gone by and already I feel like Tom Hanks in Cast Away. Michael came by to watch American Idol with me and left a little over a half hour ago – and now I feel like I haven’t had contact with another human in years. I swear, if you see me talking to athletic equipment – someone please call a doctor for me. Being an E sucks the big one.

At least I have the kitty to keep me company until next Tuesday. Well, unless he opens an artery in my leg while trying to crawl up on the couch with me.

Oh well. It’s getting late. I think I’m going to try to sleep on the couch tonight with the cat and watch tv till I wake up sometime tomorrow – hopefully before I have to leave for work. Speaking of which: after work I have class at 5:30. After class I have to go up to the radio station until Midnight. Can you say “long day”, class? I thought you could.

Meow meow, help me, meow.