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Bought to you by a tiny monster and too much caffeine (and whatever toxic goo they're putting in red bull and its ilk these days):
no sleep, but still
the sun shines through my blinds
and onto my pillow.
(oh poot. I had another one from a few days ago, but I forgot to write it down and now it's gone. It was about my bicycle. Also, just so you know: arghargharghdoomlecturedoomdoom and also: now I can say some stuff in Greek! I can ask you what work you do, and where you work, and if you're married, and what your telephone number is, and where you live, and where you live exactly...in fact, I suspect our lessons are entirely geared towards getting married/stalking.)
no sleep, but still
the sun shines through my blinds
and onto my pillow.
(oh poot. I had another one from a few days ago, but I forgot to write it down and now it's gone. It was about my bicycle. Also, just so you know: arghargharghdoomlecturedoomdoom and also: now I can say some stuff in Greek! I can ask you what work you do, and where you work, and if you're married, and what your telephone number is, and where you live, and where you live exactly...in fact, I suspect our lessons are entirely geared towards getting married/stalking.)