The elusive Cocoon of Comfort

[sr71blackbird]

I can never seem to find a cocoon of comfort, its always either too hot, too cold and never "perfect". I'm at my sister in laws and they have this big leather couch in front of a roaring fire. Its warm and all, but my shirt slid up as I sat down and the leather froze my back. The dogs here are sitting on my lap, and one of their nails is digging into my side, there are kids here too and they are jumping up and down playing wii and I can't relax enough to nod off. There is too much noise and smells and slamming of doors. I'd be much better off in my running car with the heat blasting in a deserted parking lot.

[opie's twisted balls]

You need a snuggie

[SonOfSmeagol]

I gotta say - not feelin a lot of sympathy. If you called for a drink right now would you get it without moving a muscle?

[sailor]

by cocoon, do you really mean egg?

[sr71blackbird]

If I asked for a drink, I would be told to go fuck myself, to get up off my lazy ass and get my own. I wish I was in a thick berber fleece blanket with no children and dogs around. No loud noises. Just peace and quiet. Just for like an hour or two. Is that too much to ask?

[ryno1974]

Try the Holiday Inn if you want peace and quiet.

Just think, you are just there for a bit. They LIVE THERE. They can never get away, at least not for another 20 years or so.

[Chigworthy]

I can't relate; I'm a heterosexual male.

[opie's twisted balls]

I'm a heterosexual male.
you hide it well

[SatCam]

they have this big leather couch in front of a roaring fire

you poor thing

[Hottub]

a.k.a the vagina.

[Recyclerz]

I can never seem to find a cocoon of comfort, its always either too hot, too cold and never "perfect". I'm at my sister in laws and they have this big leather couch in front of a roaring fire. Its warm and all, but my shirt slid up as I sat down and the leather froze my back. The dogs here are sitting on my lap, and one of their nails is digging into my side, there are kids here too and they are jumping up and down playing wii and I can't relax enough to nod off. There is too much noise and smells and slamming of doors. I'd be much better off in my running car with the heat blasting in a deserted parking lot.

You, my friend, just might be Fez Whatley's soulmate.

[opie's twisted balls]

You, my friend, just might be Fez Whatley's soulmate.
needs a dash of jezo to fill that coveted position