Past my bedtime. Who can be bothered going to bed at this hour? Not I, by Methuselah. I'd only spend hours staring at the stars, wondering what in God's name happened to the ceiling. While I am a fan of sleeping (particularly those minutes one snatches before they have to get up), I cannot count myself as a fan of bedtime. This is made further
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