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"Why do I always do this to myself?" I audibly groan as the stubborn flickering line continues on its path to destruction, more specifically my destruction, as the hours pass by without a care in the world as if everything was all roses and puppies in pyjamas. One thing can most definitely be said with complete and utter certainty in my moment of dire need and panic. This is a code red situation, no puppies in pyjamas can be seen in the near distance. That time has passed, the time where I spent hour upon blissful hour watching shitty Netflix movies, the kind you would usually avoid except in moments of extreme and professional procrastinatio