Decision, decisions...

Let's see...

Will I jump on the bed and paddle near your head tomorrow morning to enquire whether you're ready to get up and make breakfast?

Will I decide to go and poke the ginger one's head until he starts chasing me and we will tornado across your important paperwork and scatter it across the office?

Will I fall asleep on a folded quilt on the bed around midnight and give you Offended Looks when you try to drag it from underneath me?

Look see, Vertical, the decision dice has the answer.

Might be fun, this thing...

-- Gizzmo --