Last night, I fell asleep on the loveseat downstairs. I have this bad habit of falling asleep downstairs--when I'm tired at 11pm, only, instead of doing the rational thing and, you know, go to bed, I stay up until 1am and pass out, only to wake up at 7:15 to hear my godawful blaring upstairs. I have a love hate relationship with that alarm--I've
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