Ok fine, let’s get some more sleep tonight.
Ain’t that the truth?
2AM … I guess I should go to bed earlier today … tonight? … this morning? … tomorrow? … today? … in the future?
On second thought, today’s already a loss. Let’s try again tomorrow.
Are we talking about today … or tomorrow? … by the way, what day is it today? … or tomorrow? … what are we talking about again?
Whoops, now it’s 6 AM and I couldn’t decide which one it was and also went down 3 Wikipedia rabbit holes trying to figure it out. Well, I might as well get up and do something productive
(eats breakfast, doomscrolls for an hour, falls asleep in chair)
For ease of tired brain computation, “tomorrow” doesn’t exist as a “now” until after I’ve slept. If I don’t sleep Friday, through the next 30 hours, than I just get extra long Friday, And Sunday. This helps me avoid all that
“Maybe if you wouldn’t keep giving me nightmares I could get good sleep!”
There should be a third character walking up to them holding a sledgehammer labeled “melatonin”.
And my weird brain that isnt affected shooing it away.
9PM lights out everyone. Keep the Gameboy out of the bed.
Careful, gen z might think that’s a euphemism. Been almost 20yrs since the last Gameboy.
It’s the chair throwing meme. Why didn’t he just do the chair throwing meme
just do what i do and start listening to a long ass Shaun video.
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