Since I've recently awakened, I've been catching up on big brother's blog. It seems he has let everyone believe that all I do is sleep. That is simply not true. Yes, sleep composes a great deal of my day, but do you know how people talk to me? You'd sleep too if you had such mindless conversationalists around you all day long! The most interesting thing I heard all day today was, "You're a cute baby! You're such a cute baby! Yes you are! Yes!" (in a very high-pitched voice nonetheless). Come on woman, I think we established I was a cute baby on day one. Let's move on now. For this reason, I sleep.
I do however have some waketime, during which I have so far discovered what "bling" is, and that Dada has a rather corny sense of humor. MLS says it's important to laugh or at least smile anyway - it makes Dada feel cool, like us. What a strange place I've come to. A very strange place.
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