Sigh

So here I am...all by my lonesome. Roland took off for Washington D.C. today for a conference. Ok, so that "conference" part is stretching things a bit if you ask me. I'm pretty sure he was just itching for any excuse to visit there and this is what happened along. He is at some Ethics Journal awardy thing for the dude who is in charge of it. He can explain it better if you ask, I'm just bummed because he's all off having fun and good times without me. Somehow an empty apartment and leftovers in the fridge just don't measure up. I suppose I quite of bit of my mood at the moment stems from the fact that his plane left très early this morning. Getting up at 5 to drive to the airport and then straight back again isn't the best way to start the day. Especially given the fact that señor poopenstein got me up around 3 to go out. This is why I don't like leaving him in boarding. He always comes home with gastrointestinal issues that make me think they ignore the giant warning I give them about not giving him treats. Or it could just be the stress. Either way I don't dig getting up in the middle of the night to wander around the apartment complex while he works out his issues.