Normal Day // Typical Day
Another normal day on Earth. I woke up at the sunrise, flailed wildly at my alarm clock until it finally took pity on me and silenced itself, and trudged downstairs to struggle with the coffee machine. A little more awake, I went to work, which I cannot detail here due to confidentiality concerns, but I can say that we are making great strides towards successful communication, and hopefully, eventually, cohabitation. So after a long stressful day I returned home, and fell asleep eating KFC on the couch, watching So You Think You Can Dance reruns on my laptop.
It was a typical day on the planet of $(&#*$. I awoke as the stars faded into blue in the sky, and haphazardly catapulted my battered alarm clock across the room in an effort to silence it, as I wrapped myself more tightly in my blankets. Eventually I gathered the matter necessary to assume a material form and rearrange my existence into the same space as the covfefe machine. Finally fully formed, I osmosised my way to my job, which is all I shall say here. I will say however, that the attempts to communicate with the beings across the galaxy that we discovered are going well. Finally, I began to relinquish my material grip on reality, and let my half eaten container of Space-Arby’s lower to the ground, as the tones of $*@(!@* Idol faded into the ether.
It was a typical day on the planet of $(&#*$. I awoke as the stars faded into blue in the sky, and haphazardly catapulted my battered alarm clock across the room in an effort to silence it, as I wrapped myself more tightly in my blankets. Eventually I gathered the matter necessary to assume a material form and rearrange my existence into the same space as the covfefe machine. Finally fully formed, I osmosised my way to my job, which is all I shall say here. I will say however, that the attempts to communicate with the beings across the galaxy that we discovered are going well. Finally, I began to relinquish my material grip on reality, and let my half eaten container of Space-Arby’s lower to the ground, as the tones of $*@(!@* Idol faded into the ether.
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