Called. Interruped the Empire, striking back.

Darkside told me about how game on Friday had gone. (Hee. What's more geeky than gaming? Having a gamer explain the current game to you, and listen with all delight and happiness.)

Naomi got sympathy with her just-past-current Tech Support moment. Have I ever mentioned how utterly delighted I am that I have a bondmate who can not only understand the technical issues that Naomi gets tangled up in, but also accept her -- accept us -- just as he accepts our front? Better, in fact, because he refuses to accept the surface layer that I present to most of the rest of the world, and requests of me that I not pretend everything's all right if it's not.

And we can mock end-users together. Hee.

Yes. I am well-cherished indeed.

He doesn't know if he can make it for Halloween, but we'll see, closer. I intend to see him soon.