Peter rubbed his eyes blearily, another long day without Rose done and gone. He’d come home and, after a light supper, had spent a few hours working at the table in the kitchen. After re-reading the same report for the fourth time, he’d given up, moving to stretch out on the sofa. He had a new book he’d been meaning to read for ages, and hoped it
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I'm off to lunch now--food! Sammies!--but I'll start on the second bout of replies when I get back.
In the meantime--*points to icon*
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Although a 24-style countdown timer, or something like this would work.
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However. Monday is a Federal Holiday. Which means Chapter 33 might not go up until as late as 9am, EST. I love you all dearly, but not even the threat of imminent death due to late posting of Chapter 33 is going to get me out of bed if my body's telling me to sleep in.
*ducks*
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Post whenever you roll it out. Heaven forbid we interrupt any dreams featuring certain Detective Inspectors or member of the Capitals. Or both. ;P
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Heaven forbid we interrupt any dreams
Interestingly, the best dream I've had this week involved me playing in the BBC Radio Wales orchestra.
I am such a geek. ;)
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