||[Oct. 21st, 2006|09:41 am]
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Yes I'm still working on the SH fic, but work is gobbling me up and the newest chapter is turning into a doozy.
ANYway. So it's pretty much not a secret anymore that I work for a company that supplies spoilt college kids with essays. Ironically, one of the reasons I flunked out of college was that I hated writing the damn things, but... Well. It's good money and I'm making a fine living out of it while being able to call myself a (hack) writer.
I was just thinking though... Here's my latest order: "The essay deals with the play Antigone by Oedipus. [...]" The play by Oedipus? I thought Sophocles wrote it. Durrr.
I'm wondering what kinda grade my hard fucking work is going to get this dumbass. I wish I had some kind of feedback regarding that.