I called home yesterday and left a message for the dog on the answering machine, since I know she was there, lonely as can be, everyone having abandoned her. My mom called me back and told me when she played the message that my dear little mutt perked up and looked around, presumably wondering where the fuck I was and when I became omnipresent.

I think it's about time I spend a weekend at home. And the good news is...drum roll, please...that's just where I'm going on Thursday! Wahoo!