{"version":"1.0","provider_name":"Rainbow Dash Network","provider_url":"http:\/\/rainbowdash.net\/","type":"link","title":"treesy's status on Saturday, 13-Apr-13 16:56:18 UTC","author_name":"treesy","author_url":"http:\/\/rainbowdash.net\/treesy","url":"http:\/\/rainbowdash.net\/notice\/2520742","html":"#<span class=\"tag\"><a href=\"http:\/\/rainbowdash.net\/tag\/totw\" rel=\"tag\">totw<\/a><\/span> &quot;What next scroll?&quot; muttered Twilight. Spike turned to look at her again. &quot;I think it's BEEEEEEP!&quot; Another scroll flew into Twilight's face. &quot;Ouchie. What's this? ....You still fail to remember that I do in fact sleep. Every night. Usually around the same time. When was it, my little pony. When did you forget this oh so important fact. I also eat. My mealtimes are as regular as the rising of the sun every morning. So why is it, that while dining with the Prench ambassador last week, I ended up with a bowl of bouillabaisse avec le papier? It does not add to the flavor.  Speaking of bad taste, the quality of your reports has decreased considerably as of late. Was I unclear when I told you that you only had to send a report when you had learned a valuable lesson. Reporting every small thing you do for a friend is not what I had in mind. Do not get me started on that one report you named 'Nurse Redheart, or: How I learned to love the bombshell'. Continued in next scroll..."}