snoring raze sometimes i think i would rather cook myself in a sauna-sized microwave and slowly melt into me-pudding than be stuck in a room all night with a snoring person. this thought is complicated by the revelation that i've developed a bit of a snore of my own sometime over the last decade. not many have been in the position to know such a thing, but the few that there have been have told me of the snoring and its relative quietude but nonetheless-there-ness. except for the last person who was in the position to know. she didn't hear anything. she's one of those people who could sleep through the apocalypse and wouldn't know a thing had happened until she woke up in the afterlife. maybe i too have made someone want to become the ultimate pudding of themselves on one night or another. my whole life has been a lie. there's only one clear course of action here: i must eat cabbage rolls. 131224 ... no reason is an unfortunate problem with multiple solutions that seem not to work. (not speaking from personal experience/not the snorer.) 140211 what's it to you? who go blather from