My husband has the flu. I love the movie Lost in Translation.
My dog doesn’t want to get up. I feel that most people wouldn’t
eat meat if the animals could talk. I need a robot like one of those
weird dogs that’s bred to look ugly. I just found an eyelash in
my eggs. Went swimming today despite it almost being October.
Someone just told me I need a robot that can carry me around
on the pavement—life is much better from the passenger seat.