Just in case any of you were worried about me then, it's okay, I bitch slapped myself a couple of times and told me to get a grip. It's only a thousand words. It's just a story. I'm a writer. I will come up with something. And after all, God gave us the wee small hours sometimes for drinking, other times for meeting deadlines.
Right, an hour's reasearch and planning before heading off for an opening night. Weee... happy(ish) again.
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Thought didn't cross my mind. What happened was the next post...
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