Last night I was up until one reading Jane Eyre (and it was stormy out...so perfect!). Then I arose at six and went to school. From school I went home, did my homework, ate, then right on to NaNoWriMo. I wrote 1711 words in two hours.
Now I am unsure if my typing is rapid due to skill or finger spasms. I suspect the latter.
Yawns are sure to please no one so keep them to yourself
implode your brains to keep them on the shelf
Nothing annoys me more than a yawn not properly suppressed
It never fails to climb the chain from the yawner to the rest
I especially abhor them for a reason very sad,
the act of yawing makes me cry (involuntarily) and that's bad!