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RE: Notes #31 - The Squiggly Red Underline of Death
This is fantastic. I used to be able to write too. Nowadays I look like I am sketching lobsters.
Wierd isn't it? ;0)
This is fantastic. I used to be able to write too. Nowadays I look like I am sketching lobsters.
Wierd isn't it? ;0)
I feel like a Lobster when I pick up a pen now. What is this strange contraption?. And my hands feel so clunky trying to uncover its secrets. Life is very wierd/weird/weered (thank God, because I need more strangenesses to write about).
I feel the same way. At least I get the right end to paper mostly :0)
And that ain't as easy as it sounds.