Tavie was supposed to be on her way back over here 45 min ago. It means she's going to miss the show we love to watch on Sat. How sad that I enjoy staying home on Saturday night. I used to love to go out. I used to see all the movies, go to clubs, go shopping, do anything but stay home. Now I'm just as happy to be curled up on the tufon with the cat curled up by my feet. I don't feel like I've gotten old or anything like that. I'm just too comfortable in my messy little house, which I should be cleaning.
Wow am I dull.