Though I saw it all around
Never thought I could be affected
Thought that we'd be the last to go
It is so strange the way things turn

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Where two or three are networked

At 3350 words, Grace is a rough draft. There's lots of work that needs to be done on it, but that's for tomorrow (or next week). But, hey, short short rough draft completed. That hasn't happened for a while.

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