This was written on Christmas Eve:Christmas is a strange thing. When you're a kid, every day in December is the longest day in the world. When you're older, it's like,"Where the heck did December come from? I swear it was July yesterday." So, here we are on Christmas Eve. I've got everything ready for Christmas and now I get to relax. Oh, how I wish those words were true. Truth is, I have a small habit of committing to way more than I have time for. This is when super powers would come in handy. Well, Christmas is here, ready or not, and I have some serious wrapping to do. Or perhaps I could start throwing my unwrapped gifts at their recipients. That would be a fun tradition to begin...
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