It's 11 PM...do you know where your kids are?

Well, 11 PM on a Saturday night, and here I am in my basement, alone. What does that mean? A visit to blog land!

The ants haven't moved out yet. Looks like they're leasing for at least another while. They hid long enough just to get my hopes up that they were all gone.

Last night, I was bored (re: lonely) enough to start leafing through the MSN profiles for all the girls in Thunder Bay. There was only one good one, but I didn't add her to my list or anything. Just lulled about it for a while. I know there's at least one perfect girl for me out there, but she's just so goddamned hard to find. I suppose if I sift through enough garbage, I'll have to find a rose, eventually.

I woke up at 1:30 and ate my first meal at about 7 PM. Probably not the healthiest thing I could have done, but who cares?

No Vicky, no Adam, not even anyone on MSN tonight. They're all out conspiring against me, I guess. At least I have my ants...

Well...I'm going to do more of nothing until the wee hours of the morning, when I'll fall asleep with feeling unloved.

Listening to... System of a Down - Soil
Link of the moment... Girls with beautiful smiles are awesome.