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Work started insane and ended insane and I checked my mail delivery for today and it's telling me that the Christmas card I sent to my godfather is being returned. I sent that thing in December, btw. I looked up his address to see if I had it right (close enough that it shouldn't have been an issue) and apparently he moved. Welp, nice of you to keep us in the loop. Sadness. And his is pretty much the one number my phone refuses to keep no matter how many times I try to save it. Maybe the old cell has it.