Scroop is here, having for some reason decided that Sunday afternoon was a good time to visit me for three days.

I never thought it necessary to mention this fact while I was living with him - perhaps it's a cheap shot, or perhaps I already felt bad enough for him being vegetarian or something. But he snores... pretty loudly.

I only feel that I should mention it now because he's keeping me awake. And it feels appropriate that I spend my idle waking moments making sure he pays in some way.

I put some music on and chatted with Shauny online for a while. Now I'm gonna try sleeping lying with my deaf ear exposed. I guess now all I can do then is pray for a quick death.