the longest day

sometimes being in a house that you can't leave is a good thing. Spending a couple of days just chilling, nobody to talk to, reading, snoozing...it's all good. Relaxation needs to occur at some point. on the other hand having no damn food in that house just fucking sucks. Like man, they don't even have bread! a basic necessity and it's gone. Just the left overs from last night and since that's a nice slab of dead cow I won't go near it. Gives me the creepy crawlies just thinking about it. Well the old lady said she'd be gone over night so she better get back before the old man tries to feed me some more dead cow, only this time it's the dead cow that's been put through a blender...mmm.