Mar 22, 2006 09:00
Last night, I slept in between the sheets and my comforter, which I never do. That alone may not necessarily sound all too crazy. But the crazy part is that when I woke up and went to re-make the bed, the bottom layer of sheets (which my 6 foot 2, 160-something pound body slept on all night) was still perfectly folded from the previous morning. Not a wrinkle in them.
So my conclusion is that, either (a) I was really tired; or (b) I've just stopped giving a fuck.
Opinions?
~ MJK ~