I had PLANS. And these PLANS, they involved going to bed an hour ago, because these PLANS of mine were all about not being totally exhausted when the alarm goes off tomorrow morning so I have a chance of getting out of bed within the first snooze.
I failed. It’s now an hour later, I’m exhausted just looking at the clock, and can’t I pretty please wake up tomorrow to find that some old geezer
wonderful old person
generous anonymous donor has given us 486 million dollars because we’re so cute? Nice? Deserving? Just because? Oh, the plans I have for all that money…