It's kinda dumb having a double bed and no one to share it with. Not that I ever exactly go out of my way to remedy that situation. Too much effort and bother to find out things about myself that I already know. But the reasoning behind the original statement follows: I have no reason to move the crap that piles up on the side of the bed I don't sleep on. There's books, cds, writing paper, a screwdriver, a pen and the controller of the PSone and stacked and strewn and making me feel guilty for not tidying more.