Words are inadequate

I may wind up hermiting as well. I certainly did the only other time I've ever lived by myself. I think that after a certain point I'll need to get out and see people, though, and there are a couple scheduled things going on up there that I can get out to.

I totally expect to be one of those corpses that rots away in the apartment for a week until the neighbors complain about the smell. (If I had cats I'd certainly hope they'd eat me, at least before I went too rotten. Makes for a better six o'clock news story.)