Just went on a walk all over Joo Chiat Road and it's satellite lanes. Was imagining how all the nice cultural buildings would look post-Peak Oil when this funny guy recognized me as the winner from last year. He was one of those people that got too friendly ("You're really smart right?"), so I bolted("What are you writing about??").
Play not moving along fast enough, and I haven't pulled off enough "moments" yet. Spending the night has made me feel really sleepy, despite double coffee servings.
Joo Chiat smells like dogshit. After Peak Oil I suspect it would be manshit.
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Hey! I was googling 24 Hour Playwriting (Playwrithing?) Contest and I found your blog.
I'm that guy in your post by the way, and I asked -- "So are you gonna win again this year?" to which you responded to a I DOUNCH KNOW *weird stare*
"You joined this contest once and you won!? So you're like really smart aren't you? It's okay really. Embrace your smartness and intelligence!"
Is this witty enough?
No.
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