ONE HUNDRED EIGHT
Currently, there are a few pressing questions on my mind, like, what was I doing yesterday? Or, why was I doing it? Or, better, why wasn't I doing something more interesting?
And the answers I received-- what it is truly like to torture oneself to the extent of continual stoicism-- hardly compensates for the time wasted.
All in all, I must push away these ridiculous thoughts for the most important question: Why is there a dirty, disgusting dog in my apartment, on my bed? Someone remove him immediately, be it a caring home or a Chinese restaurant.
[ooc ♥]
And the answers I received-- what it is truly like to torture oneself to the extent of continual stoicism-- hardly compensates for the time wasted.
All in all, I must push away these ridiculous thoughts for the most important question: Why is there a dirty, disgusting dog in my apartment, on my bed? Someone remove him immediately, be it a caring home or a Chinese restaurant.
[ooc ♥]