  I woke up this morning, slipped on my jeans, still wearing white tshirt. Still sleepy and unfocused, I got as far as the living room where my sister was still sleeping. I crawled into her bed, snarled Move over and then went in for the cuddle. She acted as though I was some kind of alien leper being who had invaded with poisonous gases and no I didn't fart. I got out and woke up from this harsh reality. Family is flipping flapjacks this morning. I feel like a pioneer. 
