When Two Hobbits talk at once

Little green men came to my room this morning to wake me up and steal the fronts off of my drawers.

Go ahead and think I'm kidding, because I'm not.

And also, I highly recommend running down large hills in Utah should you ever find it raining. It's revitalizing, and actually quite rare because it doesn't rain much in Utah.

Even though it was cold, there was something beautiful and fresh about it, to the very core, that snow can't even begin to touch.

(At this rate, I'm NEVER going to get this midterm done. Do I CARE about Marxism? Funny how he and Freud have stuck around so long, even though their ideas yield terrible results. It's like a bad smell, or that guy on Facebook that just won't go away.)