I am attempting to work up the will power to go to the grocery store to get some easy-to-fix things for me to eat this week. Alas, I am utterly uninterested in food. It’s always my appetite that goes first when I am in a glum mood, and I woke up in a glum mood. I was almost enjoying the quietness of the house last night, until the Daily Show came on, and then it just felt weird sitting in the living room laughing by myself and not getting up to bring snacks or beverages during the commercials. Yes, Little Miss I-Like-Being-Alone doesn’t like being alone so much anymore. It’s boring. There’s no one to talk to.

The cats noticed something was not right late last night. The other human never came back. They glued themselves to me all night long, and now they are laying around moping too. They have been following me from room to room, curling up together on open floor space as close as they can get to me, and just staring at me with big mopey eyes. I guess they want to keep an eye on me to make sure I don’t disappear too. Interestingly, they aren’t eating today either. I guess we have that trait in common.

Meh. Guess I better go buy some food. Have to eat, even if I am not interested in doing so. It’s probably a good thing I’ve moved fully into pouting mode on only the second day of Lin being away. Usually takes longer. At this rate, I should be tired of lying around being pathetic by Thursday or so, and then I can start finding things to fill all this extra time I suddenly have. Wasn’t I just complaining recently about not having any extra time to do the things I wanted to do? Yes, I believe I did complain about that. Well, I want extra free time, but I’d rather have it with Lin around. The house is way, way, way too quiet.