Jenny

“I can't believe you jokers fixed it." Hi was picking his way down to the beach.

"Believe it, clown. Too much brain power here to fail." Still pumped, Shelton threw another palm Ben's way.

"Oh, I'm sure." Hi streched, yawned. "It was something highly technical, I suppose? Something requiring mechanical ability? Nothing as simple as tightening a wire or flippin a switch, right?"

Ben reddened. Shelton developed an intrest in his sneakers.

Score one for Hi.”
― Kathy Reichs, Virals

“Morning: Slept.
Afternoon: Slept.
Evening: Ate grass.
Night: Ate grass. Decided grass is boring.
Scratched. Hard to reach the itchy bits.
Slept.”
― Jackie French, Diary of a Wombat