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Administrative: displayed name change

Previously: "I see you falling" -- from New Order's "Bizarre Love Triangle"
Currently: "Azure/Pufferfish (the words that I can't say)" -- a Cryptonomicon reference, the code names for a bit of Heavy Encryption, and more Bizarre Love Triangle.
Call me: Azz, 'Ni, Loony, Miss Lunatic, Reverend Lunatic. No changes to the names I go by. (Intimates still get to call me by the diminutive of my birth-name.)

Rationale: I was thinking about it, and it fit. There's a lot of stuff that I feel working around inside my head. I can't talk about it. I'm not really sure what any of it is. It's encrypted even from me, I can't articulate it, and ... enough of it, I know what it ties to, and what it ties to can be summed up by the song.

The more I change, the more I remain the same. I am constant, I am patient, I am really rather nuts, and I've become alarmingly stable as far as anyone who knew me before would note.

New Order
"Bizarre Love Triangle"


Every time I think of you
I feel shot right through with a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine but it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind
There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
While every day my confusion grows
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I'm feeling like I never should
Whenever I get this way, I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be
Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You'll say the words that I can't say


Players: me, & the usual suspect
Innocent bystanders: Figment/Meta-Man, the Cute Desk Guy
Audience: amberfox, Dawn, and a decent-sized chunk of LJ
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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