Good thing there's no internet here
Otherwise fate would be stacked against me
And I'd get distracted
But look at me now-
I'm still not making my Christmas presents
That's because I have a twinge of melancholy incasing my mind
Think of happy thoughts-
Think of Christmas, think of Snow, think of sleigh-bells, off we go-
Alright, then
I'll do that, then
Okay, then.
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