Then the alarm went off, and I thought I'd gotten up, but really I was still dreaming. And in that next REM torture session, I was sitting before a long stream of marketing blog posts that needed intensive correcting and were missing HTML. It was horrible. Just horrible.
15 September 2008
Worst. Night. Ever.
Then the alarm went off, and I thought I'd gotten up, but really I was still dreaming. And in that next REM torture session, I was sitting before a long stream of marketing blog posts that needed intensive correcting and were missing HTML. It was horrible. Just horrible.
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Wow.....you need to find a therapist that likes a challenge :-P
better that it's only a dream. I checked an article of mine you linked to in adrants and discovered i'd wiped out half a paragraph when i published it making most of my oh so humourous rant unintelligable
Dude, that sucks. Did you fix it?
yeah, but it wasn't as good as the original. Live and learn!
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