Monday, April 28, 2003
Unexpected keys to joy |2:50 AM| I was up in Dallas again this past saturday and sunday night. Sinclair's computer had eaten itself, with possible mobo damage. I did the quick (3 hour) drive up there for the repair. Thinking it would be a short stay, I didn't bring anything besides my tools, and my warm self.
That's before I discovered The Couch.
As a bit of review, I have had the same bed for the entire time I've been in Texas, though I've not always been sleeping on it. During my time in the same apartment as Sinclair it mainly stayed attached to a wall. A side note to this side note, is that for a while my furniture had seen more action with other people than me for a long period. My couch was Vorpal's for a while, and the bed was added to an entirely seperate rental couch a long time ago to allow JP enough room to say there. Actually, for a while, my furniture had all seen more action from JP and females than I and any females. My "getting play" all occurred at different locations, sometime different states. Anyway, this bed is old old old. An $80 set of mattress, box springs, and rack, and I've been meaning to throw it in the trash for about 5 months now. I was going to throw it away when I moved into the new house with Jessica, but that kept being delayed. Now, finally, I can get rid of this goddamn bed.
Right, back to The Couch. I don't sleep at normal times, and even when I have been sleeping, I still felt like total crap in the morning. But on that damn couch, I slept for 12 hours, and I woke up I felt so good I had to stay on couch and bask in Its joy for half an hour. I haven't felt that rested in ages. I thought in the past I had gotten incredibly refrshing bits of sleep, but this took the cake.
I would have paid cash to sleep like that again. In fact, I am. I'm going to blow a great deal of money as soon as possible on a good, solid mattress. I get to research beds and I may even stop in at a "Sleep number" store, just to waste their time and not buy anything because their adds bother me.
Oh, strangely enough the night of sleep I had was almost free of nightmares. Pleasant dreams were in the majority, and the unpleasant one was mild.
Unexpected keys to joy |2:50 AM| I was up in Dallas again this past saturday and sunday night. Sinclair's computer had eaten itself, with possible mobo damage. I did the quick (3 hour) drive up there for the repair. Thinking it would be a short stay, I didn't bring anything besides my tools, and my warm self.
That's before I discovered The Couch.
As a bit of review, I have had the same bed for the entire time I've been in Texas, though I've not always been sleeping on it. During my time in the same apartment as Sinclair it mainly stayed attached to a wall. A side note to this side note, is that for a while my furniture had seen more action with other people than me for a long period. My couch was Vorpal's for a while, and the bed was added to an entirely seperate rental couch a long time ago to allow JP enough room to say there. Actually, for a while, my furniture had all seen more action from JP and females than I and any females. My "getting play" all occurred at different locations, sometime different states. Anyway, this bed is old old old. An $80 set of mattress, box springs, and rack, and I've been meaning to throw it in the trash for about 5 months now. I was going to throw it away when I moved into the new house with Jessica, but that kept being delayed. Now, finally, I can get rid of this goddamn bed.
Right, back to The Couch. I don't sleep at normal times, and even when I have been sleeping, I still felt like total crap in the morning. But on that damn couch, I slept for 12 hours, and I woke up I felt so good I had to stay on couch and bask in Its joy for half an hour. I haven't felt that rested in ages. I thought in the past I had gotten incredibly refrshing bits of sleep, but this took the cake.
I would have paid cash to sleep like that again. In fact, I am. I'm going to blow a great deal of money as soon as possible on a good, solid mattress. I get to research beds and I may even stop in at a "Sleep number" store, just to waste their time and not buy anything because their adds bother me.
Oh, strangely enough the night of sleep I had was almost free of nightmares. Pleasant dreams were in the majority, and the unpleasant one was mild.
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