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Still Awake: Good Dinner

The Star Wars event with Darkside didn't last as long as I thought it would, so I went ahead and decided to see if I could make it mushroom and crab puff night with trystan_laryssa sooner than we were planning on. It was game night, so figment0 was already there when I showed up. I'd decided that it wouldn't take me all that long to pack (I've gotten better about my explorations into Reasonably Known Territory) so I was able to clean out the duffel bag, the backpack, and the purse in record time after getting certain crucial ingredients at the store.

Dinner was mushrooms, teriyaki chicken bits, and crab puffs. I like a bit more cream cheese in my crab puffs than trystan_laryssa does. My cooking was pronounced a success. Her cooking was pronounced a success.

It was a good birthday. And Darkside has my spare key now, so he can get inside my apartment in case of emergency. I was rather expecting for him to be a little more ... argumentative ... on that part, but he added the Sith Lord keychain with the spare key to his already deadly-looking keychain with only some commentary: "Oh, I'm a Sith Lord now, am I?" and questions: "When you move, management's going to want this back, right? ... So make sure and let me know so I can get that back when you move."

He's an altogether sweet young man, and I want to keep him. He smells nice, too.
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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