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My brother and his girlfriend stayed overnight Saturday night. Since my brother is cool, and values his sleep, he bought me a queen-sized air mattress. It basically takes up most of the floorspace in my livingroom. Have I deflated it over the past two days? Have I adorned it with pillows and comforters? Yes. Did I eat my dinner last night sitting on it? Hell yes! The mattress is ridiculously comfortable and I was so spent from my party it too much energy to, you know, get up, sit up etc. Maybe my new (hopefully single) neighbor downstairs will come up and get the wrong idea? I just need a man servant and a veil.