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Last night I made an epic to-do list for today, most of which involved going to the city and buying things at despicable stores I normally avoid. By completing everything on this list I would have been done with *insert random winter holiday here* shopping for nearly all of my friends and all the people in my family who are not little kids. 

And then I woke up, said something to my cat and found I sounded like James Earl Jones. And then I went across the street to get coffee and some other things and found I wanted to collapse with exhaustion by the time I returned. Apparently the cold I thought I was catching yesterday was real.

Poo. No efficient errand-running for me.