If you count cancer pts, massive blood loss out the rectum, and a miscarriage in a pear tree as company, then no.
I’m not complaining, I’d be home alone if I wasn’t here, and I’m proud to be one of the emergency services people walking the line for y’all tonight,
Home alone. Seattle is freezing and thawing like a mofo, so I’ve decided to skip the trip to Tacoma because I have to work tomorrow. I’ll go down over the weekend, when it’s thawed a bit - this is already a “memorable” Christmas and we don’t want it to also be “the Christmas Merry got maimed in an accident/fired for missing work.” Mom’s got the other two kids to keep her company, and she’s been in the same situation I’m in. I still feel bad that I can’t be there though.
I will probably walk to the bar up the street in a few hours. Until then I’m at home watching trashy tv and dinking on the internet; I should probably do laundry too.
Explain the mIRC room? What’s the name of the channel?
I think it’s on newnet. The channel is #straightdope, if I remember right.
I used to chat there but I think I caught a virus from IRC, so I haven’t been lately.
ETA: I’d love to Yahoo with you Quasi, but I’m packing for my trip !! Fixing to go to bed right after that, to get up around 4 am to make my early morning flight.
Yep, all alone here. I have from 12/19 to 12/29 off from work and so far it has been the least relaxing holiday break ever. Ice storms, power loss, sub-zero temps, buying generators ($$$), temps up and more rain, dropping temps, more ice, running all over town trying to get stuff I need to keep generators and heaters going, power on, power off, typical holiday considerations, fell on the ice and hit my head so hard I saw stars, etc., etc.
Thrilled to be alone and semi-shitfaced at the moment.
Warm, dry, better off than many.
Seasons Greetings to all.
I’m alone too, but I just bought myself the 4th season of Battlestar Galactica to keep me company. About to start on my holiday drinking as well! Cheers!
Yuppers. I’ve come down with a nasty chest cold. And rather than share that with my entire family I decided to stay home this Christmas. Lung cookies - the gift that keeps on giving.
Today I sacked in, pigged out, did a cleaning, surfed a bit, swapped emails, ran the cat around in the snow with the feather toy, and then warmed up one frozen catsicle back to normal again. He absolutely can’t resist the feather toy. He’ll get even for that.
Pretty soon I’m going to wander out to the kitchen and bake a pumpkin pie. I’m no chef but even I can follow the directions on the label. Tomorrow I’m going to bake a mini Christmas dinner. Around supper time I’ll call up the clan and sing Merry Christmas To Yooo very badly, and all will be well.
Except for my lungs, that is. That’s getting better very slowly.
I’m on my own also. Worked all day and I’m too pooped for visiting.
I don’t play WoW (yet) but a friend is trying to get me to join up. I’m actually planning to read some more of the introductory stuff tonight.
::Raises a glass of hideously fattening, and seriously spiked, eggnog to the other loners::
MERRY CHRISTMAS! hic
I’m home alone and wishing I’d thought to plan ahead and buy more hard liquor. Sure, there’s brandy and rum, but I don’t think I can stomach any more eggnog.
And unfortunately for me, I don’t play WoW, though it’s probably something I’d become dangerously addicted to if I did.