Adjust Your Christmas Lights.

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Please.

Seriously. At least three houses on my street have their Christmas lights set to this ridiculously high rate of flashing and I'm genuinely concerned that it's going to give someone a seizure. It's also plain old annoying and looks really trashy.

I'm legitimately mad about this. Having both a brother and cousin who have/still do experience seizures, this sort of careless crap ticks me off. I mean, last I checked that was a common knowledge thing. Merry Christmas, sorry I don't give a crap about others.

We didn't need confirmation, we knew that already.

I'm also mad because the one neighbor who tells everyone else how to care for their lawns has his going like that. Like okay, Mr. Big Shot, do you realize how stupid that looks? Just stop.

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Anyway. Guess who started another drabble?

Me.

I'm thinking it will be 10 chapters max, unless that would leave things too open. But I don't think it will be very long.

It feels nice to experiment with style again. And hopefully it will flex my brain enough so it will be ready for tomorrow.

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Anywhosies, I hope you guys are doing well today!