you wish your life was this awesome

Today is the first Saturday in 4 weeks that I haven't worked; and I have to say that's not necessarily a good thing.

I'm all for the relaxation of the not working but I'm having trouble with the loneliness.

Last night I got so lonely that I baked cookies to pass the time - like a 1950's housewife. Today I vacuumed, dusted, washed the sheets and cleaned the bathroom. The house is once more a pleasure to live in, with one exception - there ain't nobody here but us chickens.

By 'chickens', of course, I mean me and Texas.

It's all part of the rich one-dimensionality of my existence. Work. Sleep. Work Sleep.

No company.

No conversation.

No.

Nothing.

Just a big "Fuck Off".

This just in

...Texas has dandruff.