It's so hard to wake up Eunice. >_> It takes forever to push, shove, cajole, threaten, and "pamp" her into even replying hoarsely, "Leave me aloooone". Then comes a thirty-minute mutual torture in which I try to pull at various limbs and tickle her feet, and she tries to kick my eyeball out. (Note to self: Why do people talk of kicking eyeballs out? Logically speaking, wouldn't a kick in the eye squish the eyeball in deeper?) And please observe that I am doing all this while being half dead with sleep myself.
...I should really buy a whistle.
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