’tis a monster.

There is a little beast called _________. It likes to rear its head at the most inopportune of moments. Actually, this little beast has many names, and perhaps the name it most often known by is its misnomer. I hate this little beast. But I can’t shake it. Go away, Little Beast. Work is starting soon, and I could do without your presence.

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