Mr. Kaos is out of town.

In theory… IF… everything continues according the the increasingly messed up schedule he will be home tonight.

Well no, tomorrow morning.

Early.

…

IF the people he is meeting are able to keep the schedule they rearranged. after he flew there. across the country. for 1 brief meeting.

rude.

(I secretly imagine that my rage is not impotent and that somewhere across the country there is a man in a cubicle cowering, feeling the terrible weight of the unresolved anger of CamiKaos)

That is all I can say on that.

What I can say is that last night, lonely night 1, was not as lonely between 6 and 10pm because I have a great friend and an awesome kid.

And because we had a pitcher of margaritas.

Except for K who had the 5 year old equivalent to tequila. an ice cream sundae.

Whatever will we do on lonely night 2?