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Yaaagh. Stuff.

I think we'll make it. It's hard to tell, sometimes.

But marxdarx and I have been connecting more often, betweentimes late at night in the kitchen. Ahh, those random discussions of websites, remote image hosting, and how to make bank off a porn site and what content to put there and how to get it...

This is always a Good Thing.

Pity votania doesn't get to see more of it, but when she's around, he's fixed on her, and so he and I don't connect.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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