well there i was sat at there at night, enjoying the sky+ we have at home, filling my head with housemates sleeping and 9/11 conspiracy theories, and out of nowhere, a man walks into my house, drunk as a fart, mumbles a few words and falls asleep on my floor. he's married to a neighbour of mine, but he gets very drunk on occasion and she kicks him out. he usually goes to stay at his dads over the road, but for some reason took it upon himself to force his way back into my life, i can only assume as some sort of "welcome home, adam" gift.
anyway, after numerous attempts to send him on his way failing, we just leave him there. for him to get up and move about at random points in the night, piss in my sink and to top it all off, wake me up at 5am to try and climb into bed with me, as my living room was "too cold" for him.