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Lost the ability to type. Haven't posted pictures of my sections, although I meant to, but I think I've forgotten how. Will do so just as soon as I have finished everything else.
Have just been trying to do some sketches for the masterplan document. Laugh? I thought I'd never stop. I will pay someone £10,000 to do them for me. My fingers are bleeding, my brain is technically dead. I think if I see the word Hadlow one more time I will kill the next unsuspecting stranger I meet.
It's 10pm on Saturday and I have got loads left to do. I know that my sketches are rubbish, I know that John's basket ball playing cyclist has a sister and she's 8'3" and is riding a horse in one of my sections. Who invited her? And why are all my people wearing the same knitwear?
It's all hopeless. Shoot me now.
Have just been trying to do some sketches for the masterplan document. Laugh? I thought I'd never stop. I will pay someone £10,000 to do them for me. My fingers are bleeding, my brain is technically dead. I think if I see the word Hadlow one more time I will kill the next unsuspecting stranger I meet.
It's 10pm on Saturday and I have got loads left to do. I know that my sketches are rubbish, I know that John's basket ball playing cyclist has a sister and she's 8'3" and is riding a horse in one of my sections. Who invited her? And why are all my people wearing the same knitwear?
It's all hopeless. Shoot me now.
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