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I could have done without the waking up at some unfortunate hour with some
system ick. I really could have done without that part.

I also could have done without the part where the lens popped out of my glasses
while I was driving to work. That was not good. I am fortunate that I can actually
sort of see without my glasses, even though I would not trust myself at highway
speeds or in the dark or to actually read street signs. I knew where I was going
and I could see color and motion. I eventually got the lens put back in thanks to
Lobot's pocket knife.

I get to search/replace a damn spreadsheet. Yay. I was working on that earlier,
but more stuff came up with more priority. I got to re-color it, too, because they
were screaming psychologically unhealthy colors in there.

My jaw still aches, but it's to the point where I'm only on the nasty little pain
pills (half of one) before any time when I'm doing serious chewing.
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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