I'm not Sure What Happened Here.

Um. I... writing something. I... don't know anymore.

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haha haaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhahahahahahahahahhahahahhahha

tiredness. sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep can't sleep. too tired to sleep.

Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. I'm not sure how to entertain you fellas. Whaddaya want? What entertains ya? Huh? I could tell you about dog breeds.
like..

 Cute. :-)

"Why don't you like the floor?" (I was lying on the floor in front of the door trying to take a nap, Penguin was talking to me from the couch)
"I don't like the floor, that's where the volcanoes are."
"Wha-- Yes. there are just little teeny tiny volcanoes in between the hairs of the carpet."
"Is that why our house is always so hot?"
"Uh huh-- Ow!"