Changing habits like that can be difficult. In the grand scheme of things, it really makes no difference whatsoever, and there’s certainly no one keeping a tally of couch/bed vs. bed-only nights. Still, it’s one of those things that creeps into your routine by stealth, like when a family goes from eating together and conversing at the dinner table, to eating together with the TV on, to eating in the living room on the coffee table watching TV, to not noticing that the family doesn’t really eat together at all anymore, until finally there is no more family, and you find yourself eating cold Spaghettios out of the can* standing in the kitchen in your underwear wondering how the hell you came to be leading such a pathetic excuse for a life.
So I think I’ll try to change that. I’ve got a good book
And another thing ... I’m really going to keep up on studying this semester. Really! I mean it this time!
* I actually love cold Spaghettios out of the can. Now, you might be saying "Love is kind of a strong word, Dead Acorn - using it so nonchalantly may lessen its emotive force in other, more appropriate contexts!" But you see, it IS appropriate here. I really and truly love cold Spaghettios out of the can. Not in some weird sexual way, though.
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I once spent 2 months sleeping on my couch. It was during a time when the bed seemed to big and empty. You know it's really bad when there actually IS a girl in your bed and you still decide to sleep on the couch put in the first season of Mad TV and wallow in your self pity.
I try to lay diagonally and sprawl out to minimize the empty space. Turns out it doesn't make you any less alone.
I think we have a good start at what could be the most depressing comment thread EVAH.
I agree with 'ol johnny there..you know it's really bad when there actually is someone in your bed and you sleep on the couch anyway. There is NOTHING worse than being alone when you aren't alone.
The Prom Queen is right. There is NOTHING worse than feeling alone in the presence of others. Not that I would know or anything. My life has always been a muffin basket full of rainbow kisses.
All right guys, this kind of feels like you four are entering into a suicide pact via comment thread. Do i need to sit the four of you down and intervene.
"muffin basket full of rainbow kisses"
You are SO getting that for Christmas!
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