I almost missed my roommie this morning, but as I walked out of the bathroom, she surprised me by asking if I'd slept well last night. I said something along the lines of "Um, yeah, I think so" and she proceeded to tell me that she could hear me snore through my bedroom door as she was getting ready for bed.

So now, of course, I'm all self-conscious about this, and I'd made plans to stay over at a friend's apartment tomorrow night 'cause I know we'll be coming back from Faire late and I won't want to drive home from his place by myself. Now I'm not sure I want to. I told him why, and he said not to worry about it. His solution, should I start shaking the foundations of his apartment building? A tennis ball and some duct tape.

Me: Um, yeah. Maybe a golf ball would work better. My dentist tells me I have a small mouth
Friend: I wouldn't want to choose something you could swallow. I've got raquetballs... They smell funny though.
Me: You know, throwing the ball at me when I snore would work too. I'm a fairly light sleeper.
Friend: Seriously, don't sweat it. Look at it this way, if you ever hope to meet someone special and settle down you're going to have to get over the anxiety of snore-bugging anyhow, right?
Friend: I would think putting on headphones and a microphone would work, and amplify your snoring back at you 5x would work too. ;-)
Me: Maybe that's why I'm resigning myself as we speak to a life lived alone.

On another note entirely, I'd resolved to not buy lunch at least one day this week. And what do I do? Leave my sandwich on the kitchen table, where it does me a whole lot of good. Apparently, it's too early to start asking what everyone's planning to do for lunch now. I'll wait a few more hours.