Post by wigil on Oct 30, 2018 2:21:29 GMT
7:00 am God's time
Odin woke up this morning at 7 a.m. He really wanted to smell the coffee. But guess what, he didn't have any folgers or a coffee maker.
12:00 pm God's Time
At noon he decided to walk outside and watch the dragonflies play in the wind. Look at them, he though, I wish I could frolic through the air and eat smaller bugs without being charged with insanity. But then he thought about it, and dragonflies don't have car stereos. So that idea was thrown out the window. Figuratively speaking, of course.
3:00 pm God's time
So at 3 pm, he faced a real dilemna. He thought about watching a NBA game. One game would start at 7 pm one one channel, and the second game would start at 930 pm on another channel. Most games last for about two and a half hours, so he felt okay at first. How foolish. What if there was overtime or, God forbid, a double overtime for the first game? He would miss the first few minutes of the second game.
5:00 pm God's time
Ultimately, he didn't eat lunch until 5pm, because of those various worries. He fixed two scrambled eggs and some bacon. Yet soon, he realized he was making breakfast food. To remedy the problem, he dumped all of the food between two slices of bread. Haha, he thought, I defeated an evil part of my brain today, and promptly cancelled sim league.
8:00 pm God's time
At 8pm Seinfeld came on. He cried during the show and wondered if another show would ever match its dramatic intensity. Thankfully, he was treated to another episode, and then another, which equals three episodes if you do the math. After that, an NBA playoff game came on, and he turned it off because he doesn't enjoy watching basketball.
10 pm God's time
For some reason, his clock turned to 10pm upon the 10th blinking of his eyes. He had only begun counting the blinks a few seconds earlier, and then the coincidence with the clock and the blinking happened. He tried to only blink his eyes one more time until 11 m, but he failed.
12 pm God's time
Finally, he laid his head down to sleep at midnight. Some days are harder than others, he surmised. He could hear the rain pounding on the roof of his trailer. He prayed to God that a tornado wouldn't develop and throw a wild dog into his bedroom.
Remember kids, think before you commish.
Odin woke up this morning at 7 a.m. He really wanted to smell the coffee. But guess what, he didn't have any folgers or a coffee maker.
12:00 pm God's Time
At noon he decided to walk outside and watch the dragonflies play in the wind. Look at them, he though, I wish I could frolic through the air and eat smaller bugs without being charged with insanity. But then he thought about it, and dragonflies don't have car stereos. So that idea was thrown out the window. Figuratively speaking, of course.
3:00 pm God's time
So at 3 pm, he faced a real dilemna. He thought about watching a NBA game. One game would start at 7 pm one one channel, and the second game would start at 930 pm on another channel. Most games last for about two and a half hours, so he felt okay at first. How foolish. What if there was overtime or, God forbid, a double overtime for the first game? He would miss the first few minutes of the second game.
5:00 pm God's time
Ultimately, he didn't eat lunch until 5pm, because of those various worries. He fixed two scrambled eggs and some bacon. Yet soon, he realized he was making breakfast food. To remedy the problem, he dumped all of the food between two slices of bread. Haha, he thought, I defeated an evil part of my brain today, and promptly cancelled sim league.
8:00 pm God's time
At 8pm Seinfeld came on. He cried during the show and wondered if another show would ever match its dramatic intensity. Thankfully, he was treated to another episode, and then another, which equals three episodes if you do the math. After that, an NBA playoff game came on, and he turned it off because he doesn't enjoy watching basketball.
10 pm God's time
For some reason, his clock turned to 10pm upon the 10th blinking of his eyes. He had only begun counting the blinks a few seconds earlier, and then the coincidence with the clock and the blinking happened. He tried to only blink his eyes one more time until 11 m, but he failed.
12 pm God's time
Finally, he laid his head down to sleep at midnight. Some days are harder than others, he surmised. He could hear the rain pounding on the roof of his trailer. He prayed to God that a tornado wouldn't develop and throw a wild dog into his bedroom.
Remember kids, think before you commish.
