The house is dark and chilly. An eerie silence hangs in the air. I am beginning to see my rib cage reflected in the mirror. The fridge has now been exhausted and all the pizza and beer is gone. I am slowly wasting away into nothing. (cue the buzzards circling) Water... water... (cough) water. Where is my wife?
Well it is 10:00 at night and I'm just getting home. Lori's parents invited me to see the "Fantastic 4" movie tonight after mass, so I rushed out of mass to try and make it across the bridge for a 7:10 movie. Did some shopping earlier today. Managed to come up with a couple of ideas for the ol' anniversary but choose not to disclose them at this time.
Hopefully, I will survive until Monday. Hopefully...
Adam (cough)
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