This was the essay I was helping her with back in November, this is the reason she had my laptop for so long that I forgot what it was like to have a laptop, this is the thing she had my flash drive for which she then left in a pocket and put through the washing machine...
This is why she's been so stressed over the last year and this is a big part of why I've been stressed over the last year.
I read it. It was, to put it bluntly, crap.
So again I say: Bloody Hellfire!
(And I just agreed to go for dinner up at her place tonight, without even thinking about all the stuff I have to do...)