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It has been a long time, and my super-blog is coming back from vacation. Or at least she thinks she is. I like to fantasize that she was off galavanting in the tropics, spending her days breaking dashing young pool boys' hearts and sipping on frozen margaritas. Possibly even mastering roulette and subsequently making a fortune in some one-room casino in the middle of the Caribbean with the likes of tuxedo-clad mob bosses and Colombian drug lords.

Chances are, however, that she was instead lazing around in sweat pants doing crossword puzzles and eating hershey kisses like an unmotivated slug.