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desperanceIt's the strangest thing: I haven't ever been able to upload to Dropbox from the Lit & Phil (though I can download; and I can upload to my other cloud repository, at Ubuntu One); and apparently I can't tweet either, nor search Twitter for a specific hashtag (though I can search the regular internets, or other sites), nor check into the ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
toonowrimo war room. I postulate that the library has some kind of prohibitive firewall, but I don't really know.
Anyway: it's half past two. The evil roofingpersons are still banging away above the staircase, which is still closed to common tread; but I managed to find another way through to the Silence Room. And have sat through the banging, and have written two thousand words, which is my minimum ration for the day. So I'm going home now, in hopes of writing some more before I have to go to the pub this evening, poor me.
Also, my arm hurts. I'd best rest that, before this evening. Wouldn't want to go dropping pints, now.
toonowrimo war room. I postulate that the library has some kind of prohibitive firewall, but I don't really know.Anyway: it's half past two. The evil roofingpersons are still banging away above the staircase, which is still closed to common tread; but I managed to find another way through to the Silence Room. And have sat through the banging, and have written two thousand words, which is my minimum ration for the day. So I'm going home now, in hopes of writing some more before I have to go to the pub this evening, poor me.
Also, my arm hurts. I'd best rest that, before this evening. Wouldn't want to go dropping pints, now.