Woo, absconded into another office on my lunch and typed up my notebook scrawl from the last few days. I need to try and get this show in the road again. Could I finish by Sunday?
Hmm.
Doing this gives me this odd feeling that I'm collaborating with my past self; typing up, elaborating, parring back... Old Charlie always has the last say though... Very strange.
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