Immensely obvious fact: it is four in the morning. It is four in the morning and Carling Cup isn't showing and I'm tired and I've been trying to sleep since eleven and I haven't slept yet because my brain just won't. Shut. Up. What the hell, self. This is not how you do reasonable mature human being. I thought we were done with this whole inability-to-sleep thing. Fluffy hair and absurd levels of geekery and smiles like annihilation- well, I thought we were done with that, too.
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At least nakahuli ako ng daga sa flypaper.
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At least nakahuli ako ng daga sa flypaper.