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Notes from tonight

Applesauce is a wonder food.
The Mad Scientist does not have a new bed yet, but it's a matter of time.
I have a proper Red Queen shirt. (I think. It's red, at least.) Now I just need a crown.
Any dinner discussion involving more than two members of freshstartwrite (whether they're in the community or not) is bound to turn south.
I need to not snort pickles out my nose.
Thank goodness for the Right Kind of backseat drivers. (OMG. OMG. *facepalm* OMG.)
I still do not entirely know that gate code.
Trigun is still totally a trip.
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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