Rainn Wilson ate my porkchop. I put it on a plate and turned around to get something from the cabinet and when I turned back it was gone, plate and all. The alarm went off when I was in the midst of pulling plates out of the cabinet and smashing them on the floor in frustration.
I've noticed nothing changes. My dreams all end in frustration. My waking life is all about anxiety and procrastination. Pitiful.
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