I'm not in tremendously good shape this morning. It dawned on me last night, what with all the hard work I've been putting in recently, coursewise, I've been neglecting a very important part of my life. The sofa. Recently, our time together has simply consisted of a few snatched minutes here and there while I eat my dinner or drink my hot chocolate in the morning before I set off for uni and thats really not enough, not if you really want to cultivate something a bit more deep and meaningful with your sofa, the humbliest of all living room furnishings.

Last night I came in from uni, signed myself off from work for the evening, got a bottle of El' Vino Regrettio in the Mornio' and bunked down on the sofa for the night. We had a ood time , the sofa and I. We drank together (Well I spilt half a glass of my wine on it), we watched TV together and then we slept together, which is why I'm feeling pretty shitty now. I don't know what position I fell asleep in but I woke up about an hour later last night and my neck was killing me. I went to bed and when I woke up this morning it was even worse.