Anyways, I went to work as the Indian Chief, went to my tepee and, what do you know??? They took away my log and expected me to sit on the ground with a stupid blanket. For the record, I didn't. I found a new log and sat on it. Stickin' it to the man!
But really, the allure of blankets and big beds (especially big beds) is interesting enough that I want to write about it. I refuse to go the staff television room without my blanket. I refuse to use a blanket without a tiger or polar bear embedded on it (comforters do NOT count). And I refuse to sleep naked without a blanket.
As for big beds, I grew up sleeping in one. It was so nice. But it was a comfort that I had no problem giving up going to college. Now, I wish I didn't have to exchange the brown queen sheets for the dark blue twin sheets. Also, it's weird that my co-worker Parker (pseudonym) shares the same sheets as me. Plus, bigger beds make it easier to cuddle. And I really want to cuddle.
Anyways, just something that I have to look forward to in ten years. When I'm out of college and ready for life.