My head isn't big enough to fit all these ideas. Another time tomorrow perhaps it will be an apartment for rent. Mostly I'm just pushing furniture around like today when I dropped my tv down the stairs for broadcasting my dreams. It was the one where I jumped the couch cause it stole my lunch money. Dinner was a science experiment equal parts coffee and pocket lint. I can't see how laying in one spot for eight hours is productive and if you won't stay up with me don't get mad when you wake to dicks drawn all over your face. This is why I can't have roommates who can beat me up which is almost everyone though I won't admit it.
