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Work, talk

Work: Not a good day. The cyclical ungoodness hit but hard with the trigger of work stuff, and I wound up miserable. At least the supervisor in question does understand that "personal life" can make performance at work go way, way down.

Wound up getting much-needed hugs from trystan_laryssa, and then wound up on the phone with her for quite some time, chattering about this and that. Wound up mentioning woodwork, and the April year, and telling no few Shawn stories. Explained Mr. Shallow. Explained the function of the Darkside relationship override, and it made sense.

There are plans for some sort of slumber party sort of in the making, but I am suspecting that it will be delightfully chaotic when it does wind up happening.
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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