where is my chair?

i'm upset because someone took away my chair. i had this great brown fuzzy armchair that i would sleep on. i especially liked to do my "scubee donut" pose on the chair.

but then ryan said he wanted a new chair that would be better suited for doing his law school reading. our apartment is small and we couldn't fit both chairs, and apparently ryan's chair is more important that my chair, so sara and ryan took my chair away.

now sometimes in the evening i sit in front of the new chair and stare at it. i think maybe if i glare at it hard enough it will transform into my old brown fuzzy chair.