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Good grief. I am trying to write up my author reveal, and it's turning into this navel-gazing, rambling philosopical end-and-beginning-of-the-year thing that will take me forever to finish. And not be nearly long enough for the time spent.

I am pleased with this, really? But oi. I am starting to get headachey, having nibbled on a cinnamon roll for breakfast, and it's time for lunch. I take this excuse in the name of gaming, and getting in some more Chrono Cross, which will be eating at my brain for some time. Note to self - write it don't think about writing it! Take notebook into the living room with the lunch.

Turn on the tree's lights, too.

*leaves hugs and confetties and well wishing for all*