the time is now 1:01. a minute ago it was 2:00. lovely. and you may ask yourself, what is this girl doing up? the question is invalid. you would find you and that self much more well type informed if you asked a better question, such as, "how much radiation has this girl taken in the past two days?", " do microwaves really cause that much damage?" or "who let this kid out of her play pen?!?", cause I'm out. sometimes you just can't convice people that playing with you could be fun. so you can sit and stare at them while they don't play with you, or you can venture off to the open world despite the lack of friendly types. sure, I know, it's a lot less fun than playing with your friend, but it's a lot more fun that staring at your friend while they do their best to ignore you. besides, staring is creepy. and if you're going to be creepy, you might as well add lonely to the mix, it's a matchy sort of type. oh and by the way, there just always seems to be a reason to open the microwave, so you'd better unplug it before your brain goes numb.
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