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So yeah, I totally forgot to set my alarm for my 'short nap' today before driving back, and woke up to my RA walking into the room to check it because it was an hour past move-out time. OOPS.

Oh well. I got out of there quick enough, I don't think I held him up too much :P

Also, Tripper has this stuffed bear, right, that is called Bear. Because it's a bear. (A polar bear, actually.) And he cuddles with it all the time and has not ripped it up at all for reasons that are mysterious to me, but apparently Bear is his friend, unlike every other stuffed toy in existence. Anyways, he was chilling on the couch with Bear a few minutes ago, and I walked over to pet him. He decided he wanted belly pets, and threw his leg up to make his belly available for such, and sent Bear FLYING THROUGH THE AIR INTO MY FACE.

PROJECTILE BEARS

THIS HOUSE IS DANGEROUS

I seriously didn't think Bear could get that much air time, he's a pretty large stuffed toy, LOL.