Body: Hey, I'm pretty tired. We haven't really slept in a few days.
Brain: Well, I'm too busy thinking of stuff to sleep. Quit being such a sissy.
Body: You're always like this. "I'm the brain here. I run this shit. I'm gonna boss you around, control your limbs, and not worry about what kind of consequences it has for you."
Brain: I know I seem like that sometimes, but I think I'm onto something here.
Body: Oh, I'm sure you are. Why can't you ever have one of your oh-so-earth-shattering epiphanies before 3 A.M.?
Brain: I mean it this time. I think I've figured out what I'm going to do with us after school.
Body: That sounds promising. I hope it allows you to stop making me drink so much whenever you want to "think."
Brain: Yeah, yeah. Now why don't you do some of that moving around stuff and go get us a cup of coffee?
Body: If you think it will help. I really could use some sleep though.
Brain: THINK, dummy. If you get us coffee, I can trick you so you won't feel tired anymore.
Body: Fine. I'll do it.
Anyway, I drink coffee, stay up forever, and generally get nothing real done.
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