Dear Espurr Claus, I don't really want anything this year. Please don't come by my home. I finally stopped having the nightmares. Sincerely, Chuck N.
I was just playing this game called 'Banished'. Just released yesterday. I've been spending A LOT of time on it. Had to remember I was doing laundry a couple times today. Ran out of shirts, so I figured I would wash my sheets and comforter too while I was at it. 2 am rolls around and I decide I have been obsessing enough for today. I should get some sleep and have at it again tomorrow. Close the game out, shut down Steam, and realize I have a new e-mail. I see it is in my Spam folder, which tells me that it is most likely from this forum. I've yet to get around to fixing the filter.... I open the e-mail and see it is this thread. I figured 'Hey, might be a good laugh before I go to bed'. I'm reloading Steam now. I had such beautiful thoughts of how comfortable my bed would be with freshly washed sheets.... How it would feel, rolling around on that wonderful pillow of memory foam and awesome.... How much like laying on a cloud my bed typically is and how much it is improved after laundry day. You ruined this for me, Lucario. I just want you to understand that. Whatever happens to you, you brought it upon yourself.
DAY 2: Hallucinations haven't begun yet, but I suspect another night without sleep will allow them to set in. On an unrelated note, the underpants gnomes have returned. All my recently laundered boxer-briefs have disappeared into their cold abyss.
