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I worked for three hours on betaing someone else's fic this morning, and let all my best laid plans fall by the wayside. Still, I feel like I'm doing some good work and helping (hopefully) someone.
I'd had vague thoughts of exercise and getting emails written, etc.
Shit shit shit, I also told Eor I would look over his resume. I mean, I did a few days ago, but it was really just a cursory 'does this seem like the formatting makes sense' kind of look. I need to shower and then give it some real time, with as much focus as I can muster.
I totally did not realize three hours had gone by while I was betaing. I think I like doing that sort of work. I must.
I'd had vague thoughts of exercise and getting emails written, etc.
Shit shit shit, I also told Eor I would look over his resume. I mean, I did a few days ago, but it was really just a cursory 'does this seem like the formatting makes sense' kind of look. I need to shower and then give it some real time, with as much focus as I can muster.
I totally did not realize three hours had gone by while I was betaing. I think I like doing that sort of work. I must.