I don't know what to do now that Mrs. Rice has left. I have to feed myself and I actually have to figure out when to take my meds. I've already messed up and can't remember if I took my pain pill or not, so if I don't take it, then I will be in severe pain in a few hours, and if I do take it, I am risking overdosing. If Mrs. Rice were here, she would know. I'm also a little depressed that I ate the last of the homemade potato soup. I thought it would last forever. Mrs. Rice said it is easy to make and that I could do it, but I don't buy it. There is no way. I don't know what I'm going to do when I wake up in the morning and scrambled eggs aren't waiting for me. I'm going to have to fend for myself, and that is a scary thing, for me and poor Arnie.
The most depressing thing of all is that I'm going to miss her company. Aaron is gone most of the day, and even when he is here, he is locked up in his office buried under a pile of huge law books. It's a good thing I have my Jake, because he is great to talk to. We play catch, go on walks, I feed him cheese, and we spoon at night. Too bad I don't have a baby to keep me busy. I think Arnie and I are going to have to revisit my previous idea, and I'll be sure to let everybody know how that conversation goes. Maybe I'll buy him a present and then try to have that conversation. I would say I could cook him a great meal, but we both know that wouldn't cut it.
Tomorrow night is a night that I've been looking forward to for a while now, and that is the Law School Halloween Party. Arnie and I have some great costumes, and I don't want to spoil the surprise, even though I am positive that nobody in the law school actually reads this blog. I'm actually surprised that Aaron agreed to wear what I picked out for him, because it is not flattering to anybody. I'll post some pictures tomorrow because I know everyone is dying to know what we are going to be.
I'm also hoping that my friends Lana and Jack Pennington come hang out with us this weekend. I worked with Lana at Mississippi State and she quickly became one of my bff's. We understand each other on many levels, and I have had Lana withdrawals several times since I've left Starkville. The Rice's and the Pennington's always have fun together, and I hope they make it here this weekend. If not, I'll just crawl into a hole and continue my journey towards antisocialism. Stay tuned.