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*surfaces blearily*

So, um, it was the Big Fucking Issue this weekend.

20 pages. *boggles* It's so close to being done, but I don't know where my weekend went. Tired.

Also, I broke a nail. *tremendous sadface*


That's all.

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Still in office.

Printer refused to print double-truck spread.

Spent all afternoon/night redesigning said spread.


Send help.