Home Alone

I have to head of to "work" this morning, so it seems that I'm going to have to leave my ol' pal Andy home today. When I had my first house guest I didn't have a "job" so if she needed anything--BOOM--I was there. But now I'll be gone most of the day and I can't help but feel a pang of guilt that I didn't request off "work". I didn't prepare for this as much as I'd like to. I have instant breakfast foods that he can eat and my housekeys but not much else. We'll see what happens though. I've seen the movies though. This could end a variety of wacky ways. Better hide the saucepans...