I really need to start getting to sleep earlier.

[rejectomorph]

I'm beginning to get punchy.

Soon, I'll make even less sense than I do now.

When I talk to myself, I just won't understand.

The cats will take advantage of my dopiness and trick me into overfeeding them.

Already, from the corner of my eye I see them, conspiring.

First, you lose track of hours, then of days.

Not good.

Sleep now.