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All done. And technically with 15 hours to spare. Even made it to my girlfriend's house on time. This is good for me. Getting an article written and pressing 'send'. Normally I work till the last minute, tweaking. Not last night. Liberating.
Of course there's another to do for Saturday. Unless people start sending us articles. For the love of God please send us some articles...
Time to go through more old notes, the cringe-worthy stuff that didn't even get put on hold, just held against a wall and threatened that bad things will happen if it ever tried to see the light of day.
But anything goes right now. What's to complain about? Nothing from me. I can feel wisdom and level-headedness seeping in, filling gaps that used to be filled with worry and panic. This is good. But I meant it about sending those articles in.
Of course there's another to do for Saturday. Unless people start sending us articles. For the love of God please send us some articles...
Time to go through more old notes, the cringe-worthy stuff that didn't even get put on hold, just held against a wall and threatened that bad things will happen if it ever tried to see the light of day.
But anything goes right now. What's to complain about? Nothing from me. I can feel wisdom and level-headedness seeping in, filling gaps that used to be filled with worry and panic. This is good. But I meant it about sending those articles in.
1 Comments:
nwsixer, whoever you are, send it to me. We love that kind of crap.
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