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dancing_crowI typed you a thing and then failed to save it.
My fingers are black from a spraypaint can that fell on its head and broke the sprayer off, requiring me to get black paint all over my hands to finish priming the object.
I'm working for a crazy person who is currently 3/4 of the across the country from me, making it much more difficult for her to be properly interfering except by speaker phone. There is a good deal of insolent eye-rolling happening among the local contingent. It is excellent in the camaraderie department, but can't be done soon enough for me.
someone on another forum mentioned the gripping hand, and it made me think of Shadow Unit, which I finished early this year, and promptly rewrote the ending for myself because dammit I LIKED those people. It was some pretty solid writing, until it got too intense for me (too many people dying).
That's all I can remember writing about, so...
My fingers are black from a spraypaint can that fell on its head and broke the sprayer off, requiring me to get black paint all over my hands to finish priming the object.
I'm working for a crazy person who is currently 3/4 of the across the country from me, making it much more difficult for her to be properly interfering except by speaker phone. There is a good deal of insolent eye-rolling happening among the local contingent. It is excellent in the camaraderie department, but can't be done soon enough for me.
someone on another forum mentioned the gripping hand, and it made me think of Shadow Unit, which I finished early this year, and promptly rewrote the ending for myself because dammit I LIKED those people. It was some pretty solid writing, until it got too intense for me (too many people dying).
That's all I can remember writing about, so...