More perpetual hiding.
If I hide long enough maybe I really will just disapear. I'm really starting to enjoy having the whole house *just* to myself.
Of course, thats during daylight hours I suppose. Night falls and the noises begin. I must go bury myself in the America book. It's just too hilarous, and as it looks and feels like a real textbook it asuages my guilt about neglecting my actual school work.
