I'm not sure why I'm posting anything. In the haze of the oncoming coma from leftover turkey, my brain is not thinking of writing.
BUT I am feeling guilty from not writing anything so I figure that something is better than nothing, right?
Or maybe not.
For those of you who went shopping today, I salute you. But I don't envy you. I am going to gloat, however, because I've finished almost all of my shopping and I've done it all within the confines of my computer.
Really, how do you do it? Is it a need for social contact? Are the bargains that good? I mean, it's a free country so do what you want but there would have to be one million dollars waiting for me wrapped in a big red bow for me even to approach a mall.
I did purchase a cactus.
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I love watching the panic coming out of everyone when they can't find the blue sweater for dear aunt Ethel. Then they struggle to find inspiration for something else. I usually have a couple of stiff ones before heading to the mall, which might explain why aunt Ethel ends up with a blue men's tie.
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