N has just casually informed me (after I was whining about my sore back from being away from my bed at the weekend) that he, too, is sleeping on his floor as he has seen fit to purchase a new bed and mattress, and has requested my presence to, er, come for the weekend and approve it. Haha, smooth approach there mister. Is it wrong that I am sorely tempted?! No, no it's not wrong. I get the impression he'd be extremely...er...educational.
God almighty. If this were the 1950s I'd be packed off to a nunnery. I'm off to bed to self-flagellate and beg for mercy....man, I wish. Wait, I just said that out loud. Erase that thought immediately. *facepalm*
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