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Fuck me. I've just spent the last hour and a half typing up the talk I gave to my Editing class on comics (although, to be more accurate, it could be titled "The effect British comic book writers have had on the industry in the last twenty years, or, a selected look at my comic book shelf."). It clocks in at two thousand and forty words. That's a huge amount. I'd better fucking well get an outstanding result on this, considering the effort involved. I just need to fit all the images I used (about thirty, I think, from memory) to the text, then I plan on posting it here. I daresay I have some things (perhaps most things) embarrassingly wrong, but ah well.

I brought fairy floss to Novel class today. Also, I got my novel manuscript back and I got an HD! Life is good.

*blinks* I am being MOCKED.

My DTP teacher is mocking me for being easily amused and giggling at the fact that his computer SPEAKS.

I am SHOCKED.