Oddly enough, after finally making it to the end of the really really bad one, the second edit (a piece of "beach read" fiction) wasn't bad at all. It even tugged at the heartstrings a little - AND it meant to.
I wrapped up the weekend just a little bit ago with a tall glass of chocolate milk.
If only the new work week was more than 10 hours and 18 minutes away...
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