As expected yesterday was totally all about talking about myself and trying to plead without seeming to plead for 4 weeks by myself in the middle of nowhere. But I got it in smack bang on time and now we just forget about it and get on with the next thing. Today I have to type up the new short play and more pleading that it's almost as good as I thought it was when I was writing it … well, would you look at that? Flocks of flying sheep. I wonder what that means?
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