Ugly, Naked Guy

This will be short..
Babyboo went on a business trip yesterday and left me to my own devices for the next two days. I am not a creature that adapts well to change and when unsupervised I retreat back to my old beautifying routines that have created this amazing product and temple.

While I may have been showing my proper sides to the wife when she is around in regards to cleanliness, dress and manners, this morning I woke up early having passed out yesterday night and found myself marinating in my boxers surrounded by an open box of congealing pizza, several beer bottles, the tv on, and a blanket of loneliness and pathos covering the whole situation.

I imagine that the neighbors across the street who have full view of what goes on in our apartment (we still don't have blinds in the living room) are commenting about me like the cast of 'Friends' did in regards to the 'ugly, naked guy' across the street.

I am lost without my Babyboo.