July 21, 1989
The Broderbund Picnic. Everyone knows I’m going on this trip next week and was eager to contribute horror stories of river rafting mishap and misery.
Doug told me that if I don’t finish the game by Wednesday, he’s going to be in trouble with Bill. “Hurry up,” he urged me. “My reputation’s on the line.”
It took me all day, but I think I finally came up with an acceptable princess model in single hi-res. Not as cute as Tina, but cute enough.
