(Starting the violins now)
I'm so exhausted that I don't even know what to write.
(Yet he continues with writing, whatever)
Didn't sleep well last night, not because of Timmy though.
(Hey don't you owe us a birth story?)
Instead it was my couch. You know. The one I seem to fall asleep on, at will.
(Get your lazy butt up and walk the forty-seven feet to your bed.)
Not to mention that the television was on, and there would always be something to stimulate my mind on.
(Yes, I counted.)
Stimulate might be too strong of a word.
(Stimulate might be too strong of a word.)
Uh oh.
(Uh oh.)
Better sign off now, because my thoughts and I are in agreement here, and that can't be a good thing.
(I agree.)
Dangit.
(Dangit.)
Nighty-night sleep tight and don't let the big-ol-freaky-looking-bug that freaked out Jenni and possibly Andy out, bite.
(Yeah, what he said.)
I need a vacation.
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