So THIS is what my inner child sounds like. And instead of my mommy leaving the room, it's me remembering that I have beer in the fridge that makes me stop. (Picture a smiley face with the idea light bulb and a thumbs up here.) But every time I go to grab that beer, I remember that I still have homework (HOMEWORK! SERIOUSLY!) and I made a deal with myself to not have beer until I am at least half way through. (Frowny face. See also: kid throwing himself on the floor and screaming.)
Beer exponentially increases my odds of falling asleep at inappropriate times and not finishing my homework. Stupid beer. Why do you have to ruin everything?!
(I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean it.)