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I slept in a bed last night.

It was my bed. (Our bed after we get married, babiegoose)

I have not had an actual bed since it was set on fire many moons ago.

many, many moons ago...

in any case, the bed is a platform bed that does not have wheels, and there is nothing plugged into the wall behind the bed's headboard that could possibly start a fire...

so that is all good.

my back actually feels much better after a night in a bed than when I sleep on the couch.

duh.

for the past eight months I have gone from couch to futon matress on the floor to our recently acquired new couch to the bed. beds and pillows are quite nice. I highly reccomend them.

sleeping on a bed means that I actually slept in a bedroom. My bedroom, which in a few months will be our bedroom... (Our meaning, of course, Lorie and me)

Does anyone know how carpet installation people install carpet with furniture in the room? Do you have to move the furniture, or do they? Because it is going to suck if I need to move it.

Whatever, I will cross that bridge when I get to it.

And HELLO?!?!?

Why is it that I am always the last to know everything? Just when I think I am up on current events, I found out that I know ancient history and not current events.

I mean, things happen within my family and my fiancee knows them before me?

How messed up is that?

sheesh.

and I was told last night that our generation will get social security... although only 70% of what we actually should be getting...

whatever... this is precisely the reason you should vote if you are old enough. because the old people that do vote will dictate what will happen to us in the future if you do not vote.

ok... gotta go...