Today I found myself in Hillbillyville, America, with no Wi-Fi, no cellular reception, and no games downloaded on my laptop. I found I had only the most basic of tools, the word processor. I've recently been working on an unreleased one-shot, "The Perfect Plan", which is nearing completion. It's a vaguely humorous idea, IMO, but it sucks to write. I can usually only manage about 500
Ugh, I really need to write something. It's been a few weeks of nearly limitless time to write, but I can only summon the energy to play Star Wars. But how could you resist that?
Woo
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