There is nothing worse than waking up hungry with cramps because some stupid bird outside your window is going "Mweh! Mweh!" like it's a parrot or something. Aren't birds supposed to be south right now? Anyway, I want breakfast, everybody's gone, Owens doesn't hopen until 11, that bird is retarded, my throat hurts, I can't sleep, and I have
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