Stuff is good, though I'm not sure if I ought to say exactly why. It's kind of a secret. I think. I don't know. Whatever. It's good.
Sinclair has taken to humping my blanket. He loves to lick it and then grab it in his mouth and hump it for a while. After he's done (or I catch him and kick him off), he jumps down from the bed and lays in the middle of the floor licking himself. It's funny. And disgusting.
I have a tamagotchi. It's a version 4. That means it's a brand new one that was released just recently. I'm a retard. His name is Tizzy.