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!