empty house

Common Ground is a completely different place when its empty. Its not better or worse than usual, just different. Very peaceful but I think, like any house, it would get lonely after a while.
The canOPy is up again and is doing splendidly especially with the rearrangement in the room.
I called Comcast with an internet service question and the girl asked for the phone number of the account to which I said, "Uh, 651-6...9...9...um...651-699.....I have no idea what my phone number is, I can't lie." I have been living here for five months. Sad.
Friday night Cat, Kyle and I went to a concert a Club 3 Degrees, which was a really cool place by the way, and before we went I fixed pasta carbonera. There was so much pasta I felt like Strega Nona cooking it...no one know who that is though so I felt silly after making the comparison...there was plenty for everyone, even when Matt and Jonas and Ryan showed up and ate. Then Andy and I had it for dinner again last night. So did Tiff. There's still some left over. I made a lot, what can I say, I'm Italian...as if that is an excuse.
Tonight is my pre-birthday dinner with the rents at Kinkaids. Mmm...they have a killer shrimp dish I can't wait to order. Off to get all fancy!
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