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So it's half past six and I'm writing a bid.
Huh. I wish I could stop enjoying it.
But well, it is fun.
All this describing project stuff. Little stories really.
With a page about money at the end.
Maybe I should try sales at some point.
*slightly threatening hysterical laughter from Soul o Kim*
:P
[update]
Where did seven o'clock come from? I turn my head for one minute, write a bit, and wham, seven of the clock has struck!
Clocks are Evil.
Without Clocks there would be no DeadLines.
Huh. I wish I could stop enjoying it.
But well, it is fun.
All this describing project stuff. Little stories really.
With a page about money at the end.
Maybe I should try sales at some point.
*slightly threatening hysterical laughter from Soul o Kim*
:P
[update]
Where did seven o'clock come from? I turn my head for one minute, write a bit, and wham, seven of the clock has struck!
Clocks are Evil.
Without Clocks there would be no DeadLines.