Anyway, I crossed the twenty thousand mark this afternoon, on day eight, which is something I'm damn happy about. @Mamacrow is hammering ahead and though she's only three hundred words ahead of me at present I know she's intending to do some tonight and I don't want to be left behind.
It's honestly not a race... Nope.
Enough of all that though, here's some words I wrote today...
I’d told
him there was always a plot to kill someone happening and shoved him off his
chair merrily. I didn’t have to listen to him gag as I had my I-pod on, but I
could see he put up quite the fight for life.
Shame
really, he seemed like quite a nice guy. Of course the agency planted a hold
load of electronic evidence to suggest he was a global threat to nation states
electronic security and that he had a thing for Moomin porn. It’s weird how a
minor detail like that can make people look round and ignore the glaring mistakes
made by an agency that was desperate to have him discredited.
They
included a whole load of information on his computer that he’d apparently written
and though it fitted his style quite well there were a few spelling mistakes (and
the dude was incredibly anal in everything he did), some obviously over the top
paranoid shit and a whole ream of slash fiction that he’d supposedly written
but never released.
You could
see the frame up job from all the way across the internet.
Now I want
to know who wrote the Moomin porn and why they decided that Moomin Momma loved
being done by large groups of black Moomins? There is an agent or an analylist
hidden somewhere at Langley that really just wanted to write, but instead is
forced to crank out terrifyingly twisted slash fiction which sees beloved
children’s characters doing very unwholesome things.
That guy
probably gets paid better than I do.
That's ya lot for today, but is it my lot? Not sure.
Thanks for reading. :-)
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