Well, Voldemort was vanquished and lay dormant as Tom Riddle for a few hours, but just as Evil Thom was leaving, Voldemort decided to return in all his glory and summon the anger of Ade and Rose. Grarr. Hopefully, Handyman Tom will come to the rescue again (should I start calling him Harry Potter?). Oh, and the cable/internet will be set up on Thursday. Hooray!
Rose makes a surprisingly good housewife. She goes around barefoot in the kitchen doing dishes and stuff, and I pretend to smack her around when she doesn't. She still isn't pregnant with my 5 zillion babies (and it's her fault too, not because I can't produce sperm and we don't engage in any baby-making activities or anything...). Fwahahahaaa, I'm such an abusive husband. Rarrr. I'm having way too much fun pretending I'm an Alpha Male Wannabe. Any minute now, the feminists will be banging on my door, with their pitchforks, torches, and protest slogans ready. I'm such an ass.