Shame is my Gravy

Shame is my Gravy

It was more of a mini-Thanksgiving break for me, seeing as how I had to work the night before and the day after. Still, I managed to cram more food into me than I previously thought possible. The leftovers that I brought back with me should be enough to put me into a tryptophan-induced coma that, if my calculations are correct, should last a fortnight.

Couldn’t have had a better time with the family, even if it was horribly short. Turns out my sister is a wiz at Trivial Pursuit, my Dad plays a mean Freebird on Guitar Hero 2 (on easy), and my mom can turn a house inside out and upside down in under two hours. All joking aside, I’m thankful for all the love and support they’ve shown me throughout my life. I’ve grown quite fond of that ragtag bunch of misfits.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got multicolored globs of foodstuffs to consume.

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