I walked home from work at about 5:30 and found myself sitting in my room with nothing to do. I’ll be hanging out with some friends at 7:30, but that leaves me with a good 2 hours of alone time. I’ve been in front of the screen all day, so sitting in front of the computer wasn’t high on my list. I thought, I have a camera and I have a bed. With remote trigger in hand, I spent the next 15 minutes jumping onto my bed at just the right moment. I would’ve kept going, but soon realized there’s people staying below me. Nevertheless, I had a fun time. It reminded me of the time I lived alone for four months with no friends around—now that was interesting (see schizophrenia).