My last draft saved here was intended to be a holiday gift guide for teenagers of the internet, featuring lots of geeky t-shirts and stickers and jewelry. Yep. And here we are now, at the tail end of January. Time flies when you're lying around the house with a busted leg. Oh, wait - actually? Time doesn't fly at all. Time f'ing DRAGS, you guys! As of today, it has been 78 days since I took that spill down the stairs that resulted in my badly …
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