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Section 35: 774 words. 1836 total. Done.
Section 36: 126 words. Stalled while I ponder a good cultural equivalent for the role of 'one potato, two potato' or perhaps 'scissors, paper, rock'.
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dot_cattiness, for it lets me be able to get out of stupid and useless arguments by letting me put the last words I need to say somewhere without perpetuating the drrrrama.
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jikharra, you helped a wicked lot. For reasons I can't really verbalise at all well, but thank you.) Remembered to eat. (teinedreugan brought me spaghetti while I was in the middle of major emotional meltdown. It got cold. I don't know a good way of repairing cold spaghetti, though autumnesquirrel suggested frying it later.)
My brain wants me to build a fountain named Zep Tepi. I have the image in my head. I don't have any of the materials except, perhaps, the bits of shattered flowerpot on the stoop. But it's a good excuse to buy Steve. I would be much happier with my brain and this project if it weren't demanding about a third of my RAM at a time when I can't do anything with it.
Section 36: 126 words. Stalled while I ponder a good cultural equivalent for the role of 'one potato, two potato' or perhaps 'scissors, paper, rock'.
Praise
dot_cattiness, for it lets me be able to get out of stupid and useless arguments by letting me put the last words I need to say somewhere without perpetuating the drrrrama.Better than I was. (
jikharra, you helped a wicked lot. For reasons I can't really verbalise at all well, but thank you.) Remembered to eat. (teinedreugan brought me spaghetti while I was in the middle of major emotional meltdown. It got cold. I don't know a good way of repairing cold spaghetti, though autumnesquirrel suggested frying it later.)My brain wants me to build a fountain named Zep Tepi. I have the image in my head. I don't have any of the materials except, perhaps, the bits of shattered flowerpot on the stoop. But it's a good excuse to buy Steve. I would be much happier with my brain and this project if it weren't demanding about a third of my RAM at a time when I can't do anything with it.
