All alone

That is what I am this evening. Belen has gone to Drogheda, or however you spell it, Moly has taken her, Sim isn't staying at he chalet right now, the Giles are gone. It's just me and my computer. So, I stages a heist on Moly's tea stash and ordered a couple of ebooks. Argh.

I mean, I know all about finding a hobby or whatever, but honestly, I don't like living in seclusion. I mean, Nora said she was going to come up and I assumed Simeon was here and blah blah blah. But alas, I am all along.

So cold, all alone.