Bitter Half is a corner stealer!

i usually go to bed a lot later than Bitter Half because, since i can't ever sleep, i'm up to all hours of the night lurching around the apartment. when i finally went to bed last night, Bitter Half had three corners of the blanket to himself. i'm accustomed to this behavior so i just gave the blanket a tug like usual. he didn't want to give it up. i pulled some more. nothing. i braced myself by putting one foot on the edge of the bed and yanked hard. still nothing. i put my other foot on the bed and leaned back until i was parallel to the floor and grunting like one of the spandex-wearing meatheads at the gym. after about thirty minutes of that pathetic display, i got my corner back. wtf?!?! i mean he's gained a little weight since he quit smoking, but i'm pretty sure he doesn't weigh a metric ton so i don't think that was the cause. was he subconsciously clutching onto it because he secretly hates me? i hope not because that could seriously impair my chances of getting the new iPod for Christmas.