There is a direct correlation between the number of hours of cartoons I watch and my subjective view on the quality of my life.
Last week, I didn’t have time to watch any cartoons.
(Ok, that’s a lie. I did watch half of Batman, followed by Superman on Friday afternoon. But it was after I was have supposed to left for the ski trip, and I was working on a problem set at the time, and I don’t even like Superman, so it shouldn’t count. And it just would have sounded a lot less dramatic if I would have said forty-five minutes of cartoons instead of none.)
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