To make sure I can go to bed early enough to get a decent amount of sleep before my ride to the Flying Pig arrives at 5 a.m., I got up at 6 this morning.
My brain is still a little bit confused about why it's being asked to type proper English instead of make me a Viking. For example, I went through about about 12 drafts of the previous sentence.
OK. Laundry now. Surely my poor addled brain can handle that.
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