Man, it's crowded around here at Chez Snooze. Jim moved the Snooze Crew out of the guest bedrooms and into the bathroom and living room. I'm under the sink, living inside the cabinet like a rat.

Appropriate, eh? Here's a picture of a rat sleeping in better accomodations than what Jim has given us:

Anyway, I'd like to give a warm Snooze Crew welcome to Paul and Shank, except I won't. Paul snores and Shank pisses Jen off sometimes. He *claims* she likes it, but I know better. Good thing he hasn't attacked Susie or it'd really be war.

Also, did anyone else notice Paul is one of the gay James Bonds instead of Sean Connery?

UPDATE: I do believe I owe shank an apology. He has commented:

Ya know, I've always wondered if Paul was a little..feshnickit. I mean, all this metrosexual, drinking martinis and reading books shit. If I didn't know he was a scotch drinker, I'd swear he was an asspirate.

I now realize shank is not prejudiced. He hates everybody.

But be warned: Don't ever make Susie cry!