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Errors, errors, everywhere.

Today is not going to be a good LAN day. I can feel it in my, um, you know how there's this too-tired headache that wants to kill something? Combine that with the "I'm hungry but not hungry yet" feeling, and the "I hate all computers and I want them to die" and the "Mr. XP knows jack squat about networking and connectivity", and we've got me.
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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