A Quick Update from a Flustered Writer

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I can see your skepticism when you read the title. You’re giving me the ol’ skeptical eye again.

Flustered? you say. Girl. You are sixteen. You need to clillax. The world will take care of itself …

NO IT WON’T. THE WORLD NEEDS ME TO MANAGE IT. The world is practically helpless without my guidance. I’m just surprised it survived 6,000 years without me. Thankfully, I’m here, and the world can chillax. However, the Keeper of the World cannot rest.

I’m writing this kind of last minute, determined not to let it be even a second late. And so it’s rather thrown together. But I think you’ll forgive me if you’re any sort of friend – well, assuming you are my friend – at all.

And if you’re not my friend, I don’t give a dead moose about your opinions. So there.

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Working

That’s right, I’m a career girl!