The Office – such a weird show. Took me about a season to get used to it, and now I love it. Dammit, theme song is over now…

Probably an hour later: Just picked up Sean and DAMN I’m starved. But I refuse to admit it. REFUSE!!! (The first time I typed that, I put down “REUSE” instead.)
Sean has just committed heresy of the worst kind. He said Linkin Park SUCKED!!!! He persists in this belief despite all evidence to the contrary. AND he threw a towel at me. AND HE’S THROWING Q-TIPS AT ME!!!! He thinks I’m writing about him. As if.
Go tape a Q-tip to your forehead and leave me alone, Sean. And NO, dammit, I’m not going to wake you up in the middle of the night just because I can’t sleep. That would make me a wuss, which I refuse to be, just as I refuse to be hungry.
No. No, wait. Not quite the same thing. Because, see, I am NOT a wuss. But I am slightly hungry, even though I refuse to be. Understand?