I like lights.
I just hate the bell ringers and the cinnamon. Dana, Limey, you are fortunate -unless the bell ringers have made it to the UK now. They stand outside every grocery and large store -every one- and continuously jangle a hangover-reminiscent tinny bell trying to extort cash from people who hope in vain for them to quiet for just a second. You can hear the stupid things for miles, There is no way to pick up a gallon of milk without hearing them. I think maybe I should market elf-ear-defenders so we can ignore them without appearing to be unseasonal. Seasonal tinitus. They're not doing the most good, they're being the most fucking irritating and successfully putting all feelings of goodwill on my back burner.
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The most difficult thing is the decision to act, the rest is merely tenacity Amelia Earhart
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