Exile: The Beginning

Supplies were laid in, including that which is all-important: beer.

I've just returned from gathering supplemental provisions, and feel like I'm ready to settle in for my week's exile.

What's that? Oh, you haven't heard?

Yes, for crimes against hygiene, I've been sentenced to living one full week... completely alone.

Well, "completely alone" isn't quite accurate. There is my faithful companion, Shelby, whose chief distinction is a plaque that reads: "The world's most slobbery dog".

Worry not, dear readers; I shall faithfully record my experience for posterity. It actually began yesterday, and so far it has been blissfully smooth sailing.

For now, I must be off. It is the hour of the Vidya Game, and I am late for my labor.