*sigh*

lupercal is on nights this week.

Generally, this sucks - as I get home from work, we have dinner, and then he has to go out - leaving me (Cue Celine Dion) All by myseyeyeyelf...

Tonight, however, it is even worse, as the bedding is currently in the wash and I have to try and get the duvet back in its cover before I go to bed. Chiz, curses.

This is a serious problem, gentle reader, as a duvet cover is an item which I find not only obstreperous, but extremely hazadous. On one occasion I found myself trapped inside for several minutes. Indeed, if Willow hadn't ventured in with a small lantern attached to his collar and a piece of string then I could well have died.

B Movie

Is anyone I actually know going on Friday?