"Sleep?" Sheldon whispered. "Sleep is for the weak, Marcus. And for people who accept 720p as 'high definition.' Tonight, we code."
Across the room, his roommate, a student named Marcus who was majoring in Sociology and minoring in "Not Caring," looked up from his comic book. "What’s the crisis now, Sheldon? Cafeteria run out of lemon squares?" young sheldon s05e04 bdmv
Sheldon stared at the screen. On the frozen video, young Missy was mid-eye-roll. The pixelation around her hair was abysmal. It was a mess. It offended his sensibilities on a molecular level. "Sleep
"It is not piracy if one owns the physical media, which I do," Sheldon corrected, pointing to a pristine Blu-ray case on his shelf. "This is merely a backup copy provided by the internet for convenience. But the internet has failed me." "What’s the crisis now, Sheldon
"You could just... go to sleep," Marcus suggested. "It's 2:00 AM."