The last week or so, I pretty much have been loving staying home by myself. I guess I’ve finally completely adjusted to living alone. All I’ve wanted to do this week is rush home from work to be alone. And while I’ve been alone, I’ve been reading a couple of books, “The Left Hand of Darkness” by Ursula K LeGuin and “The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe” by C.S. Lewis.
I’ve also been napping. Usually from falling asleep when I’m reading. I get home. Flop down on the couch, pick up the book, and half an hour later, I’m out. An hour after that, I wake up and pick up where I left off.
Of course, not today, ’cause when I got home, I wanted to check some social networking sites. And then of course, there’s this other occupation:
So, there you go. Doesn’t it sound thrilling?
OK, no, it totally doesn’t, but it is quite pleasant and I am enjoying myself.
Just sayin’.
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That actually sounds pretty nice. I know a lot of people that really freak out when they spend a night like that, but I guess that’s what happens when you try to base your life off sitcoms.
To me, any time spent napping is time well spent.
@Bisrok – I was gonna respond but then I nodded off. 😉
ursula leguin! and neopets! w00t!
roommates are cool; when i cook, it’s nice to be cooking for someone besides myself. however, i also really enjoy living alone, it means i can walk around naked. 😉
Yes, Stef, pants are optional in Whoville!