Greeting, lovelies! Oh, boy have I been on a creative streak lately! Sure, a psychiatrist might call it a manic episode but I perfer to think of myself as motivated. I just hope it lasts long enough for me to get even more work done. So, we have the last part of this book which contains the single most unbelievable thing ever commited to print. I ( Read more... )

Hey all! No, I didn’t forget about you. Or Dawn. As much as I’d like to, I could never forget about Dawn.

I’ve just been working way too much and haven’t had any time for Ms. Independent. Thankfully we’ve just hired a new person for my team, so I’ll be able to transition a lot of work to him. YEAH!!!! Soon there will be no more 60 hour weeks!

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Oh good, time for a Mallory chapter. You know, I generally like Mallory. She's kinda lame but at least she's rarely infuriating. Unfortunately, this is one of those rare times.

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Dawn chapter. She addresses a postcard to "Mr. and Mrs. Richard Spier," which seems doubly odd, both because of her pseudo-feminist crap in SS#9 and because of her general lack of fondness for Richard.

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Well, I felt like doing a Super Special, I already did #2 (oh god that came out wrong. The Alan Grays of the world are snickering), and I'm not in the mood for the SS #6: Stacey is a Huge Bitch right now. So I picked this one because I felt like reading it again.

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Round two - the fighters take their places in the ring, with Jenny on the sidelines

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So, I was thinking about Dawn and it was making me procrastinate on this snark. Because holy Hell, I did not want to read more about her. I also realised whenever I picture Dawn in my head, I picture this guy:

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