House was officially warmed Sunday. now we can go back to leaving piles of laundry on the floor.
Paul is away for the week on a business trip. His cat is sitting in the hallway by the door, waiting for him to come home, and ignoring me. It's both cute and pathetic at the same time.
What decadent stuff am I going to get up to with Paul gone? I'll give you a hint: it involves something I've TiVoed* for the last 3 weeks that Paul won't touch with a ten-foot pole that starts with a 9 and ends with a 210. Yes, I am too old for this shit. No, I don't care.
*although I actually have a non-Tivo recorder, I think "Tivoed" will join the ranks of "xeroxed" and "googled" in our lexicon, eg can be used with a generic application that does the same work as the eponymous verb.