This was the last day of my compres. I'd had 3 continuous exams, and I was inordinately sleep deprived- crossed the threshold of merely sleepy, and entered hyper.
xlnc: you, madam, are what i like to call a dear nitwit.
xlnc: you, madam, are what i like to call a dear nitwit.
12:20 AM me: that i am.
......
xlnc: later, dear nitwit.
me: later what?
12:27 AM xlnc: later i will talk to you.
me: how later?
i zleepses now
xlnc: you're going to sleep?
ohkay.
me: shall crash into bed
n then shall invade ze zleepland
12:28 AM with all the power of a single nitwit army
n zen shall dare ze nightmares to trouble me
12:29 AM when they will not, i shall poke my tongue out at them. n zleeeeeeeep.
xlnc: sleep, now.
you're rambling your nitwit ramble.
me: if they do, i shall -- well i do not know what i shall do
ze nitwit luvs to ramble
12:30 AM when she haz an audience
xlnc: ...
sleepie.
me: but zen, nobody likies to ramble when zere's no audience
xlnc: and now you shall go sleepy pie.
me: good nite
xlnc: nightie.
today is the day of the -ie.
12:32 AM me: n of the ze an' of 'es' as in i goes n sleepses
12:33 AM skips off into nitwit-land
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