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For every additional frame in my dreams, I lose 10 points of Effective Sleepy Time. Be it quality or quantity, dreams be sucking down my brain’s ability to chill out and restore my energy.

Man, you describe yourself as a tater tot one time and more than a week later, after spending two hours on a group project for lab, you start thinking, “Wow... I really am a tater tot. Tater tots get stale, but there are still some people who go for the crunch anyways.” Thank you for existing you stale tater tot consumers.

On a side note: I know at least one person who eats frozen tater tots. By that I mean the tots are still frozen when they enter the mouth orifice. By “at least one” I mean that there is no doubt in my mind that it is entirely possible for other people I know to be doing this. Only one person thus far has admitted their Strange Food HabitTM.

Younger Dog: Stands above you to be able to put front paws on your shoulder as she reaches around to lick your face. Presses the side of her mouth against your lips to let you know she wants kisses too. Will bark just because she wants to start something. She wants you to fight her. She takes it very seriously. Doesn’t like being carried. At. All.

Verdict: Good dog. Very sassy.

Older Dog: Combine a teddy bear + nosey neighborhood old woman + maternal energy and you have this dog in a nutshell. Defender of the fort. Too tired for this nonsense. Puppy at heart. Will lay on your stuff: clothes, electronics, etc. Will outsmart you to steal food within reach. Shreds wraping paper with the determination of a million sock-stealing puppies.

Verdict: Good dog. Good cuddler.

“Can you make a powerpoint in 30 minutes?” you wonder. “A fully researched presentation meant to last 30 minutes in length? The preparation, for such a presentation, you have done none?”

You fool. Even I do not know that answer. But hell if I’m not going to find out in a few minutes.

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Ayyy, can someone please tell me to stop looking at ace discourse. I keep forgetting how much is sucks to read the hate.

Number of places to sit = prosperity.

At our public printers, it displays the names of all the documents you are trying to print off. Needless to say, I’m glad no one was nearby when I was trying to print my essay. I completely forgot it did that.

Also, there is a cactus on the brink of death in my room and I swear it’s not my fault, but I kind of saw this coming.

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