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Loud, Click-y, Fake Typing Done So My Boyfriend Can Conveniently Overhear It Through The Wall In the Next Room and Think I’m Actually Working On My Manuscript When I’m Really Not (see, sometimes we have little ‘wars’ at home about which of us uses his time more constructively), Anyway, and I Also Thought I Would Just Put On My Blog Because It’s Writing, Right? I’ll-Show-Him Who’s More Ambitious, Organized and Has It More Together, Dammit (Pt. 2)

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Loud, Click-y, Fake Typing Done So My Boyfriend Can Conveniently Overhear It Through The Wall In the Next Room and Think I’m Actually Working On My Manuscript When I’m Really Not (see, sometimes we have little ‘wars’ at home about which of us uses his time more constructively), Anyway, and I Also Thought I Would Just Put On My Blog Because It’s Writing, Right? I’ll-Show-Him Who’s More Ambitious, Organized and Has It More Together, Dammit (Pt. 1)

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