Yes, I am alive. Yes, I have an excuse. Yes, it's a good one. Yes, you can still choose to hate me. Yes, I'm still going to try to convince you not to. Yes, I'll start the excuse.
well. Right after I posted that lovely half-an-ass job of a post (4.1) I realized it was the end of august... which means family birthday parties. And when I say family
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