In the driveway I find my parents loading their car with clothes and toiletries. As they were walking out the door,they mentioned they were going to spend tonight and Sunday in St. Augustine. They just up and left the house for "St. Augustine" (who knows if that's where they are really going). In such a wierd giddy mood too, like they were off to have tons of sex or something. Ugh.

What am I to do with an empty house all to myself? Watch horror movies and scare the crap out of myself. Hmm. Maybe not such a good idea. I'll be expecting some chainsaw wielding maniac to come bustin' through my bedroom window in the middle of the night. Instead, I'll convert the house into a nudist colony, surprising my family upon their return. That sounds like a plan, lol.

Damn it. They took the toothpaste.