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Argh. So depressed I don't even feel like writing about being depressed. Sad during the holidays--it's extra depressing that I'm a cliche. Sweet merciful heavens, let this be shortlived. What about the silver lining, you ask? Well, I'm depressed enough that I don't feel like eating, which is good because I need to lose weight, since I'm nearly too big for my britches and can't really afford new ones.
|My little buddy, who doesn't really care if I stay in my jammies all day|
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Also was briefly cheered when my latest trip through the interwebs rabbit hole found this article. Cthurkey. It's what's for dinner. Thanks, Bloggess!