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Past several days...

Wednesday: Went to class, came home, napped, was woken up by the alarm and went out to pick up the Little Fayoumis (narrowly escaping being hit by a car crossing the street). After some time of banging around the house aimlessly, I went out and tried to settle matters regarding the phone. No such luck. So I came home again, then went shopping. After that, I made the modified spotted dick -- spice cake and raisins instead of a steamed pudding.

Thursday: woke up at the alarm clock, slept off and on for the next hour and a half, went out to do errands, came back home. Picked up the Little Fayoumis, did laundry, prepared obsessively for the prank, and headed off on the bus to meet up with my roommatesister.

And then... the execution of the prank!
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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