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i just got half a second to sit down at a computer and attempt to find-replace fix the fic I posted today
I hope nothing else is busted, I’m really not in a place where I can get online.
A significant portion of the feedback I’ve received on this piece is commentary on the typos and I could really just sit in a closet for a year now that would be cool. People have been super nice and well-intentioned but what a fucking boneheaded mistake. I really thought I’d ctrl+f’d it out and i hadn’t. I know there are inconsistencies with accent marks and I spotted at least one incorrect verb and I just– I don’t have the time to fix it.
I sat on that fucking chunk for like four days proofreading it, after posting the rest of the whole previous fic within minutes of finishing it, that’s just how this goes
I know my stomach pain is unrelated, I ate something ill-advised (i don’t know what, but whatever it was, it was a bad idea), but in my head it’s all the same thing.
I’m like the living embodiment of that meme where the person is like “oh minor problem” and the brain is like “inconvenient” and douses itself in gasoline. That’s me. For fucking real.
i just got half a second to sit down at a computer and attempt to find-replace fix the fic I posted today
I hope nothing else is busted, I’m really not in a place where I can get online.
A significant portion of the feedback I’ve received on this piece is commentary on the typos and I could really just sit in a closet for a year now that would be cool. People have been super nice and well-intentioned but what a fucking boneheaded mistake. I really thought I’d ctrl+f’d it out and i hadn’t. I know there are inconsistencies with accent marks and I spotted at least one incorrect verb and I just– I don’t have the time to fix it.
I sat on that fucking chunk for like four days proofreading it, after posting the rest of the whole previous fic within minutes of finishing it, that’s just how this goes
I know my stomach pain is unrelated, I ate something ill-advised (i don’t know what, but whatever it was, it was a bad idea), but in my head it’s all the same thing.
I’m like the living embodiment of that meme where the person is like “oh minor problem” and the brain is like “inconvenient” and douses itself in gasoline. That’s me. For fucking real.
