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Today at work, we made christmas cookies. So for a few hours I flattened dough, played human conveyor belt in front of the oven, and made sure everyone was sharing the cookie cutters and keeping the dough out of their mouths.
Eight hours later, I still smell like gingerbread. And because I can't be bothered to take a bath and change my clothes, I just gave in and dug into our cookie stash.
So instead of studying, I'm sitting in front of the computer, procrastinating. But at least I have cookies and chocolate milk.
It's windy outside, anyway. I can't study when the maple is banging against the roof.
Eight hours later, I still smell like gingerbread. And because I can't be bothered to take a bath and change my clothes, I just gave in and dug into our cookie stash.
So instead of studying, I'm sitting in front of the computer, procrastinating. But at least I have cookies and chocolate milk.
It's windy outside, anyway. I can't study when the maple is banging against the roof.