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As the great Aristotle once said, whilst communing to his fellow enlightened colleagues, "I've made a severe and continuous lapse in my judgement."
Yeah, I was rereading through my own work today when I realized, "Oh dear god, this shit was typed by a 6 year old." I mean, WOW, it was bad. Spent the rest of the day correcting what I could find (I found a lot) I'd go back, and I'd STILL find poor spelling, mistypes, and the like.
However, despite it still very well being present, you probably noticed the major decrease in errors in the last chapter. And no, it isn't because Based Ayeva fixed everything. Yeah, I'm actually using Word to type out the fic now. Most definitely should've done this sooner (I'd be a LOT farther in than I am now, let me just say) because now I don't have to worry about hours and days of progress being Dendesmacked out of existence due to the slightest mishap.
Or do I.
God I hope I don't.
R-regardless, next chapter's in internal development as we speak and I'M liking what I have thus far. Stay tuned and thanks for tolerating my incompetence. Love y'all.
That's about it. See ya.