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Progress, definite progress
Oct. 2nd, 2005 10:24 amYay! The Day My Ferret Died has been written up (and retitled). Five characters, 493 words, fait accompli. And I made my very first home-ground, home-brewed cup of coffee ever, and it was surprisingly good. And seeing Porcupine Tree in concert on Friday night was great too.
So now... story about an object. I bet this one will turn out to be crap. I'd write about The Day I Stuck a Tampon Up My Butt When I Was 12 (And My Friend Was Supposed To But She Chickened Out), but I don't want the class to think I'm entirely fixated on my life as an emo preteen.
So now... story about an object. I bet this one will turn out to be crap. I'd write about The Day I Stuck a Tampon Up My Butt When I Was 12 (And My Friend Was Supposed To But She Chickened Out), but I don't want the class to think I'm entirely fixated on my life as an emo preteen.
