I went and got my annual job - my neat inversion of the holiday thing everyone else has - and it has resulted in everything else coming to a grinding standstill. All my footlooses and fancies free momentarily stopped while I commute the hell out of myself (though at least I have got back into the obsessive novel consumption habit that grips me whenever I find myself spending four hours on the train every day).
Thus, I have resigned myself to only doing one Shadow Paper. Work has swallowed up the brainspace I allowed for the other. God, I'm even too tired to type ... st ... uff . Eyes closeeeng.
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