"Of course I love you. Now get me a beer."
~My fridge
It’s about one in the morning where I live, and there is the largest flying bug cruising around the room I’m in right now. It’s really starting to frighten me since its flying to high for me to kill it. Allow me to explain why this bugs me.
I really dislike bugs that are larger than two inches around.
The flying is just an added bonus to my fear.
Critical hit much?
So what the hell am I even doing up and awake at one in the morning anyway? Tick off the most apparent reason as to why I'm up so early because really that’s why. Such a lame reason- agreed? I guess really it gives me time to do things that really there is no reason to do. Like get re-addicted to CAKE, muscle through the thousands of files inside files and try to find interesting secrets on my computer that everyone forgot about, and fill a page of black paper with 3D boxes.
More things include that warm or hot water (i.e. water that has been boiled) sounds different than cold or cool water (i.e. water that hasn't been boiled), that in the ever popular ARCHIE comics every sentence ends in either a ! (exclamation mark) or a ? (question mark), and that moss only grows on the north facing side of my roof.
Other interesting things that I have noted is that my shampoo doesn't really smell as the label suggests it does, and that headphones are a hard object to keep not only in ones possession but in good condition.
I have a strong desire to go fishing, eat twelve different foods using chopsticks, play a game of chess, read five books before the weather decreases in pleasantry, and sleep three days in a row.
I can say that the only thing I can cross of from that list if the first one- fishing. Haven’t caught anything though, which isn't all that unusual.
Note that my paragraphs are getting smaller and smaller?
I think my fridge is an alcoholic.
