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On the plus side, I finally settled on a story to remix.

I'm totally fried following a 7-hour pair programming session with a tragically embrangled young coworker, who is now de-embrangled. Next I will teach him to be bold. I am now officially a crusty old programmer, passing along lessons that I recall receiving from crusty old programmers early in my career.

Wax on, wax off. Wax on, wax off. Are you enlightened, grasshopper?

So given that my brain is fried, what shall I do tonight? Watch mindless TV? The Vudu doesn't have The Matrix in HD. I pout. ... and this movie is way cool-looking, and way stupid. And it has a shocking amount of exposition. Hmm.

I think maybe I'll write Giles and Xander playing snooker instead. First I have to find out what "snooker" is, because I'm thinking it's not 8-ball.
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Oh, and could they have sex please? Over the snooker table. Giles puts his stick aside and presses Xander down with a firm hand between his shoulder blades. Xander's cheek pressed into green baize wondering how it had come to this. And he was winning! Though, as he feels his belt being loosened and jeans dragged down, he's thinking there's all kinds of win about the current situation. Okay, way you go ;-)
You only just picked a story? 0__o I'll keep my fingers crossed for you.

(And I see you took a look at mine, looking forward to commentary.)
I had a hard time settling last year, too. There were so many choices. But I think I have a handle on it at last. Two weeks is plenty of time! Um. Ulp.