so the great bedroom karma experiment can now commence. i’ve moved the bed. i can’t wait to see if i sleep on my side or your side. because the side that was my side is now your side, perhaps. it’s all very confusing.

i was a little worried about the proximity of the bed to the door.

“oh no,” i said to the TTHM. “now if someone breaks in, they’ll see me sleeping.”
“that’s a good thing,” he said.
“why? will it stop them from coming in?”
“no, but they might leave sooner.”

he of course is referring to the creepy tolietfixer who decided to not only fix my toilet while i was sleeping (and i never heard him), but decided it was a good idea to tell me about how he was lurking about undetected while i slept.

blech, it still gives me the shivers just thinking about it.

i have many more things to write about and no energy to do it. coming soon to a web site near you: a treatsie on pearl jam’s “vs.”, the beginning of the bowling season accompanied by a marriage proposal and the beautiful mural that are my breasts, and how i’m not a character in a book despite what people might think.