Don’t throw empty pigs at me!

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Time: 4am

Hours left: 5

Right now the apartment smells like hot pineapple.

I love that smell.

I have to rotate the slice in 10 minutes.

I hope the bottom doesn’t burn.

I am to the point where if I look at something I have to be careful not to stare and then fall asleep. Even though I have loaded up on stimulating beverages, they just don’t work. Although I’m fine until I sit in this comfy seat.

I need to do the dishes but can’t until Jake gets up.

There’s a lot I can’t do until Jake gets up.

I hope he is sleeping well and I am not waking him up with my noises.

I think I need to brush my teeth again, they feel kinda scummy.

Better go rotate.

Note me with a funny word, please. I want to laugh.
 

Title: from the very start of The Late Late Show, I guess it had to do with puppets?