From 3abdc4deec682c8f28fe4ea40c522cca673c1832 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Madison Scott-Clary Date: Tue, 30 May 2023 14:05:04 -0700 Subject: [PATCH] update from sparkleup --- writing/post-self/marsh/001.md | 12 ++++++------ 1 file changed, 6 insertions(+), 6 deletions(-) diff --git a/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md b/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md index 967132a2..6916d51d 100644 --- a/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md +++ b/writing/post-self/marsh/001.md @@ -2,17 +2,17 @@ I laugh and bump my shoulder against Hanne's. "A sales pitch?" -"Yeah," she says, leaning briefly against me as we walk. "I'm in the market for a new year. Sell me the 2406 model. I've got a wide variety to choose from, so tell me why you decided to live through this one." +"Yeah," she says, leaning briefly against me as we walk. "I'm in the market for a new year. Sell me the 2399 model. I've got a wide variety to choose from, so tell me why you decided to live through this one." "You're a nerd. You realize that, right?" -"Tell me why I should be a nerd in the year 283. Next year we can decide on 284.“ +"Tell me why I should be a nerd in the year 275. Next year we can decide on 276.“ -I scuff his heel against the pavement of the street. New Year's Eve, and everyone's still inside. Bars: full. Restaurants: packed. There are a few scattered couples or groups around, but they're all walking with purpose. Champagne called. Canapes. Crudites. +I scuff my heel against the pavement of the street. New Year's Eve, and everyone's still inside. Bars: full. Restaurants: packed. There are a few scattered couples or groups around, but they're all walking with purpose. Champagne called. Canapes. Crudites. -And here we are, Reed and Hanne, arm in arm, strolling leisurely down the street, heedless of the passersby, to celebrate the last day of 2406, systime 282+365. +And here we are, Reed and Hanne, arm in arm, strolling leisurely down the street, heedless of the passersby, to celebrate the last day of 2399, systime 275+365. Many, still lingering on the calendar still used phys-side, were doubtlessly partying extra-hard to celebrate the turn of a century. -"If you're looking for the utmost in luxury, then it's really hard to go wrong with 2406. The ride was just about as smooth as could be." +"If you're looking for the utmost in luxury, then it's really hard to go wrong with 2399. The ride was just about as smooth as could be." "How about comfort?" @@ -68,7 +68,7 @@ I shrug. "Fine, I guess. The Western Fed was swinging conservative again, it was "When was that?" -"2330 something. I don't remember. I think I was under ten, at least." +"2320 something. I don't remember. I think I was under ten, at least." I nod. "I guess that's what I mean by sheltered. We were already up in Newfoundland. Summers sucked, winters sucked, but it was alright between them."