Tonight is the first night I am sleeping in the new apartment. It's cozy.

I'm a little indifferent about being here, though it beats sleeping on my air mattress, for the 3rd night in a row. I have to use one of those foot pump thingies. Takes me about 25 minutes to pump the whole thing up. I have to switch legs when doing it. My legs hurt. My back really hurts.

The first night, I woke up feeling like I was asleep on a waterbed. The top layer sunk, come to find one of the corky things had been pulled out. Second night, I woke up right smack in the middle of the mattress. It was like the thing was trying to swallow me whole. I finally realized I hadn't fastened the corky things properly, thus all the air slowly leaking out.

This reminds me of the time my friend slept over and the air pump broke [we didn't have the foot pump yet] so I took two hair dryers and tried to fill the bed with air. I'd switch off because the hair dryers would over heat and shut off. Then, Sean, the dummy, he tried blowing it up himself [it was funny]. He also tried using a bicycle pump.

We finally gave up and she was content sleeping on the gelatinise muck.

"I'm so sorry, are you sure you're comfortable?"

"Yes, it's okay, I'll just sleep like this."

And she spread eagled herself.