Is there anything in the world better than being asleep?
Being in bed is pretty good. Ideally, I’d like to be there for about 20 hours out of every 24. Everything is more fun when it’s done in bed. Dancing (horizontal, naturally, and I’m not referring to THAT, you dirty minded person). Eating – especially when someone else brings it. Reading – where else can you finish two full size novels in a day? Sex, obviously (and yes I have tried other locations – nothing compares to a good old mattress). Conversation – when you turn the lights off and pull the blankets up, you learn things about people you’d never winkle out of them in a month of couch sessions (and then you can blackmail them – earn while you lounge).
In short, why ever get out of it?
Except to sing songs about it. If you wonder why these songs of mine all have a backdrop of grungy old water bottles and bookshelves, it’s because the only technical equipment I’ve got is a webcam, and I’m damned if I’m going to point that thing at myself.
Oh, and the uncomfortable pause at the start? That’s me clicking around to find the backing track and stuff. Happens to everyone. I’m sure I’ve heard that at the beginning of, um, insert popular song of your choice.