The Morning After

There's nothing worse than waking up in the morning and discovering that not only are you not alone in your bed, but that you don't remember inviting anyone to join you the night before.

Oh, except maybe it's worse when you wake up in the morning, throw the covers off, and discover that there's a live moth in your bed.

Because once your brain processes that? Ewwww! Ewwwwwww! There'samothgetitoffgetitoff!

I don't even want to know how long it was there or where it might have crawled.

And I bet he won't even call. The bastard.


I need a shower.