Also, I have a stupid book to read. Three, actually. I despise all of them. (Mainly because I find extreme enjoyment in saying the word "despise." It really rolls of the tongue.)
I'm NOT thankful for that. Or overcooked turkey. Or pictures of ugly cakes. Just kidding. I live for ugly cakes!
But for realz, people. I'm thankful for the way the stars twinkle in the midnight sky and the crackle of old book spines. (How I love to break the spines of old books so no one else can read them!!!)
I've got an "I heart ?" written on the back of my hand. How could I be so ungrateful? It must be the cherry juice.
I'll post my real thankfulness post later, after I've suffered through several hours of football and cranberry sauce. Until then - sayonara suckers!
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