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[dchenes]

Must be the day before the Christmas break; I came in and found the traditional almost-two-pounds of Lindt truffles (and some completely unexpected biscotti) on my desk. I'd inflict a batch of scones on the office when we get back, but by then nobody wants to eat anything. Maybe I'll wait until February or thereabouts.

I have such a thundering case of Holiday Brain, it's amazing I got anything useful done this morning. I think the only reason I did get anything useful done is because I've been making lists like crazy. Which works until I forget to put something on a list.

As soon as we appoint the Minister of Convenience, I'm going to have a talk with him about the design of human fingernails. Their current design makes it possible to get paper cuts under them, which is extremely inconvenent and also completely unnecessary. (Paper cuts in general are completely unnecessary, come to think of it, but I don't think the Minister of Convenience has any influence over them.)

Two more hours and I can abandon all pretenses of being useful. I like that idea more than I probably ought to.

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