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I'm not used to feeling cheerful and enthused on a Monday morning. Even after my lungs decided that no, whatever about the rest of me, they still had a cold, I was still cheerful. I'm now sitting in work, staring down the barrel of a pretty tough Monday, and... yep, still good with this. It's bemusing what a weekend's foul temper can do for you. And, admittedly, the cathartic experience of writing some of the nastiest game stuff I've ever put together - which, fortunately for the players, will probably never be used. Now, if we can get the workplace temperature up to something comfortable, and I can get some coffee in me, I think I can really get stuff done today.
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