discouraging Soma all these fucking TYPOS that happen between me writing the blathe and the time I click post just make me irrationally, pull my fucking HAIR OUT MAD MAD MAD. I can't see them, I can't spot them. I fucking HATE them. they ruin the flow of the writing and my intent and make it messy messy messy FUCKING FUCK FUCK FUCK man! 240111 ... raze i feel that. blather has made me a much more careful proofreader than i once was, but there have still been times when i've put a lot of work into crafting something, read and reread it, felt like it was as good as it was ever going to get, hit the magic button ... and then found a mistake i somehow failed to see until it was too late. those moments have inspired some very loud swearing at pretty strange hours, and a punched mattress or two. 240112 what's it to you? who go blather from