It turns out, I'm not as human as I thought. I have a tendency to forget what day it is, where I put my keys, and why I'm still wearing my PJs at 3 PM.
But don't worry, I've found a way to cope. I've built a time machine out of a cardboard box and some old clock parts, and I'm using it to go back in time and relive yesterday's memories of eating Cheetos and watching reruns of
Cheetos and Reality ShowsI'm also taking up the hobby of collecting lost socks, and I've started a blog to document my progress:
Lost Socks and the Quest for Matching