My mom sent us like 10 red pipe cleaners for some reason, and I didn't know why, so when Keels was home on her lunch hour, I twisted some together and with a couple minutes it was a santa. Keels said it was scary how quickly I did it, like it was waiting in me trying to get out. Then I tried to go to the library, but I got lost and wound up going to Walmart instead, where I bought tacky glue and googly eyes. I had to glue his head on kinda sideways because otherwise he kinda flops all over the place.
Now I've just spent five minutes angsting because I think I have an eyelash in my eye, but I am too damn lazy to actually GET UP and go look in the mirror. Maybe I should make more santas.