with very little notice and no fanfare, philfo moved out on sunday to take a job in california. he stopped to say goodbye to meatball sung. she was very sad. so was i. he left behind a vast array of doors that no longer squeek, windows that are heavily insulated, bathtubs that are caulked, fences that were built, holes that were dug, trees that were planted ... in short, he's been more productive here in four months than i've been in the last couple of years. who's going to be the first one to pet momcat now?
and in other news, it seems i've reached a very important evil livejournal milestone:
alpacas for lunch? sweet barking cheese! i'm going to have to check that one out.