My body is like an elastic band – no matter how I stretch it, it goes back to the nap position.

My chakra went out for cigarettes.

Napping is the best activity for weight loss, because I can’t eat anything when I’m asleep!

I wish I was a kid again so everyone would be proud of me for taking a long nap.

In a massage chair at the mall just moaning really loud.

Spent most of the day making sure the couch still works. So far so good.

I’ve already picked out my sweatpants for New Year’s Eve.

A weighted blanket isn’t enough today, I need to be compressed into a zip-file.

I prefer my weighted blanket in human form.

Sunday is my favorite day to invent new things to worry about.

Twitter is the most fun you can have on the toilet.

I love coming home and being at home and sitting inside my home and staying home.

Sex is cool but have you ever had your bed all to yourself.

Getting older is realizing how great doing nothing is.

A peaceful transition of power happening between me and this red wine just now.

Looking for someone whose favorite thing to do is nothing. No hiking. No adventure. Just bed rot.

“Still gangsta” I whisper to myself as I drink my chamomile tea with a heating pad on my back.

The sound of rain outside when you’re in bed is elite.

Fuzzy socks on and ready for anything.

Someone asked me what my hobby was and I realized that my favorite hobby is doing absolutely nothing.