06 September, 2005

The end is nigh.

I now have a couch in my writing room, a cast-off from the Big House. (Well, it certainly looks a lot bigger without the couch in it.)

Fortunately, my deadline is too tight to allow me to lie on it. In two days, I've sat on it for maybe 30 seconds, once, while the jug boiled.


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