My Remix is done and coded. All I can do is let it stew so I can do a final read-through with fresh eyes and to test the final coding on it. My test coding looked good, but there are a couple of word choices I have to play with, which means more testing of the coding before I'm completely happy with it.

And yes, I wrote it in less than 20 pages. Shut up. I'm capable. Not often, but I'm capable.


( Remix Nail-Biting )
Also, it's looking like it's workaholic week for me, aka, project on a tight deadline. So, between the irritating slight sinus headache indicating that spring is indeed here (not complaining too loudly...I'll take the sinus headaches over the hellish allergy reactions I used to get when I was younger) and the hours I expect to rack up, I'm not sure I'll get a part in every night. I'll try my best, though.


( Sex At Work! )


For the Scatterlings and Orphanages Africander Fiction Challenge by ludditerobot.

For all previous parts, go here.
Continued from Part 30.

Although I was not fond of my current tactic of overhearing conversations, I had to admit that it had borne some excellent fruit. However, I had much to think about before I could use any of the information to further my own goals.

( I always say, 'When you reduce a family tree to a family bush, you just can't hide as much beneath it...' )