home alone in my mountain home, August 14, 2003


So my parents (whom, yes, I, being a starving artist, live with) leave me home alone for three nights.  And yes, I get outrageous.  That's right - I peed with the bathroom door open.

Here's the damage as of Thursday night: the living room.  First, area A., where I spread out and spend a few hours working on my screenplay.  Second, area B., the sushi pig-out.  Yes, I eat with chop sticks. 

Ah, the good life ... a weekend off the road can be such a blessing!