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The Time: 10am
The Location: The Comfort Of My Own Bed

Him: "HEY! REMEMBER WHEN YOU SAID THE NEXT TIME I GOT UP EARLY ON A SATURDAY I SHOULD GET YOU HOTCAKES AND SAUSAGE? GUESS WHAT! I GOT YOU HOTCAKES! AND SAUSAGE!"

Me: "I said that six months ago. And I didn't mean wake me up. And it's Tuesday."

Him: Pouty face.

Me: "Seriously, I was totally asleep just now. What the hell time is it? ACK! I'm going back to sleep." *

Him: "FINE! GO TO SLEEP! I SHOULDN'T HAVE WASTED MY TIME WITH HOTCAKES!"

Me: Eats hotcakes. Tries not to fall face first into syrup.

*Pretty sure none of this was actually intelligible.

Quit making shitty movies and get back to making shitty music. I'm getting sick of "Dragula." Put out something new.

Research finds higher rates of breast and prostate cancer among women and men whose workday starts after dark. Scientists say overnight work disrupts the body's biological clock. The hormone melatonin, which can suppress tumor development, is normally produced at night. But many scientists are still skeptical of the study.

Cheesus, let's hope so. Otherwise I'm going to die of cancer like, yesterday.