It's still going. Every day feels like a week.
1.0 delayed. February? March? Dunno. Still not greenlit, but that's all Aaron.
Aaron Taylor. That motherfucker. Equal parts salesman and pirate.
That son of a bitch thinks we're going to make a mint. He thinks obscure Vic 30 fanboys will come out of the woodwork and snatch it up. Fuck that, no one's heard of this thing. Fuck him.
New info. It's starting to happen to my laptop. Whatever it is, it spreads. I think I'm figuring out how. Tracing it myself. Wanna warn you but you won't listen. Pretty sure I'm writing these for myself. Might as well get poetic.