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November 28, 2009 strictlyinkwell

My story isn’t ready to send. Apparently my characters come across like catterpillars according to my child critic. So I’ve to go back to it.

Was out last night with work colleagues. The meal was lovely but we ended up in a night club. I like disco music and music I recognise. I ended up sitting in the smoking area with the two girls (I don’t drink or smoke) for nearly two hours while they smoked and I gradually turned into an icicle. I then got elbowed in the stomach when I tried to get my coat.

04:30 before I got to bed. I’m definitely too old for this.

Ax

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  • 1. Elizabeth Rose Murray  |  November 28, 2009 at 7:07 pm

    I´m alwasy the only non-smoker and have a pechant for the icicle stupidity too. Caterpillars can be good, right?

    • 2. strictlyinkwell  |  November 28, 2009 at 7:18 pm

      Not really when I’m supposed to be writing about people with wings. EEK!!!


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