Most of my chost are cry for help. I put my post in green bottles and send them across the sea in the hope that someone, somewhere will reply. Some may see it as oversharing. They are correct. But I don't care. I'm going to find the Book, whatever it takes.

(I worked longer than usual the last few days and Possum has taken to sitting at the edge of my desk like this, aggressively)

I've done it! Finally finished work on an app that'll help the user find grindcore bands in their area. Now all I need to think of is a name...

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