LJ didn't come home at all last night.
(Now, to those of you who just stumbled into this blog, that might seem like a massive transgression--but if you keep reading, you'll realize it's fairly normal. I -know- where he is; at least, I'm pretty sure I know where he is. And it's not what you would imagine.)
What's unusual, though, is that he didn't call -at all-. I didn't hear from him til about 5 minutes ago, when he called (sleepy, so he must be at his mother's house) asking if I wanted him to bring me any food. I told him yes--the fridge is nearly empty, and will be for a few more days at least.
I'm glad he's not locked up...but he's gonna have some serious sucking-up to do when he gets home, for making me worry like that!!!!!!! One little sandwich isn't gonna make up for THAT--not even Italian Beef, dipped, with fries.
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