Weight as of this morning: 199 pounds. Probably a fluke of some sort, too good to be true. But exciting to see nonetheless.
I have a finished—something—to send in to commie pinko. Not sure what it is. I suppose it's sort of a short memoir. Sort of. I mean, it's short, at least. And true, although garbled quite a bit. Anyway, it's done. It is what it is going to be, and either that's good enough or it isn't, but if I want something else, I'd have to start on something else, this piece isn't going anywhere anymore. It isn't due until Saturday at midnight EST, so I'll hold on to it for a few days of small tweaking. I wish I could workshop it. But that seems to go against the spirit, if not the stated rules, of the thing.
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