I should be asleep, but yet here I am.
I’ll go now though, because Manalive has left to watch Phineas and Ferb. A noble reason indeed.
I don’t have reason to be up early tomorrow though.
But yearbooks maybe come in.
But maybe not.
But I have to be up late tomorrow.
I guess it’s today at this point.
Brooke, stop talking to yourself.
Goodnight.
Goodmorning.