Slow day at work. Boss is out today and tomorrow and when he's not in, work ceases. This place is, at the end of the day, run as a one-man show. Things will bottleneck until he returns on Friday.
Had a paranoid moment when Chaz phoned to ask for the house number, explaining that he had tried to reach Monster via cell phone and there was no reply. I waited a couple of minutes (might have been in the shower) and called the house phone. He answered. He's fine. He was puttering around downstairs away from the phone.
I still worry when he's home alone.
Purple Punk Rocker from Atlanta, Georgia. Now just a faded Goth Ghost in High Point, North Carolina. Missing my old haunts while looking for a new one.
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