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I hurt my back blow drying my hair this morning. I guess this is a sign of getting old? I pulled something in my shoulder and now I am walking around like Molly Shannon’s character on Seinfeld who doesn’t move her arms when she walks.

Good times.

I’m also watching reaction videos of people on Youtube listening to Tool for the first time.

I’d love to be able to listen to Tool for the first time again.

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Holy crap. I can’t believe we are rounding the final corner for Christmas. This is considered to be the last weekend that retailers guarantee your package to be delivered before Christmas when you buy online.

Which is pretty much all of us right now.

I’ve been done for about two weeks. I just need the stocking stuffer things, and I am not sure whether to wait until everything is supposed to open back up on the 21st or to suck it up and get them where I can.