Lonely and bored

I now know why few people move into a place by themselves. It is damned boring. Especially when you don't have any kind of television, dialup internet, and only about 45 or so DVDs all of which you have already seen a thousand times. I am very bored. I can't believe how much I miss Bill. I saw him on friday but this place seems so empty without him. When I come home from work I look in the computer room and half expect him to be here, tapping away at the keyboard. In the morning, i walk past his room and am startled that the bed is neatly made. I long to look in there and see a tangled mess of blankets and a rumpled pair of jeans on the floor. Every sound is strange when you know you are alone. If others are there with you, or even you live in a building in which others also live, separately, the noises that any house makes can easily be explained away in your head. The creeks and pops could be people moving around upstairs, or your roomate going to the bathroom or getting a drink. When you know that there isn't, or shouldn't be anyone else in the house with you, that is when you start hearing noises that don't sound like the house creeking or the ice maker running or the water heater kicking on. You start to hear sounds like a car door closing and the screen door opening, or the door knob turning. Bad sounds. Sounds you know that you can't be hearing because you didn't see any headlights and you know the door is locked. Yet, if you keep hearing them, you get out of your nice warm bed, pick up your extra large, extra heavy maglight, and walk silently down the hall to check and make sure that all three doors are locked and bolted and that there aren't any extra cars in the driveway and that yours is still there. I have only done this twice, and both times there were heavy winds outside. I have started shutting off the ice maker at night, and turning the radio on as soon as I get home from work and leaving it on, very low, all night. I am not frightened, not really. I simply don't want to hear the inexplicable noises. My over active imagination can definitely do without the fodder. Really, I am just lonely and bored. I have read more books in the last few weeks than I have in the last few months. I seriously need to get either television or better internet access.