How to create a home entertainment/relaxation center that nobody will disturb.

I like my privacy. Earlier this year I wrote about how I like to walk in order to relax and be alone for a while. That is nice but as the weather turns cold it becomes hard. I live with five people in my house, which causes things to get a little crowded. This is why I like our basement. I have turned it into my own cave and I don't really like people interrupting my relaxation time there. So, I have a few strategies to ensure that nobody would want to come down and bother me, maybe one of you will find something useful.

First, keep tabs on the temperature to make it uncomfortable for anyone but you. In general most of my family likes it to be cool in the house. I prefer it warm so this step is easy for me, I just crank up the heater so everyone else roasts down there. If you don't have a heater or air conditioning unit in your place, then just open a door or window. If you have problems with either extreme, just remember you can change what your wearing so that you will be comfortable.

Second, make sure it smells. I don't mean live in absolute squalor, as this would attract attention of a different sort, but just make sure your other people are uncomfortable. One of my personal favorites is to " lose" a shirt that you have freshly sweated on somewhere. Give it a day or two and the results will become apparent. If you have a particular distaste for body odor then substitute sweaty gym clothes for a damp towel, few things are more uncomfortable to the nose than stale water. Also, if you have a certain food that excites the gases withing your body, then perhaps you might eat a large amount of it and then let nature follow its course. However, I would avoid the use of spoiled food or drinks as this will attract annoyance such as ants and angry parents.

Finally, understand the likes and dislikes of your family and use them to your advantage. For instance, when my father comes down to the basement, rather than appease him by watching the newest football game, I turn on my fantasy role-playing game in which I am wood elf who slays dragons and seduces fair, lizard people maidens with my emo-y eyes and skilled lute playing. Or maybe when my brother comes down wearing his " insert post-2000 crappy hard whiny rock band name" t-shirt, I begin to blast Marvin Gaye or Hall and Oates until flees before me.

If you are still reading perhaps I helped you with something, so I am going to finish this and return to being a wood elf. Goodbye