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11:30 AM 5/21/2007
It's like I'm operating through a wall of fuzz.

11:50 AM 5/21/2007
We have a new faucet. Yay! I have "Don't Go Back to Rockville" stuck in my head,
probably because I heard it yesterday and it remained.

The phrase "may of" needs to die a horrible flaming death. Just because you
pronounce "have" the same way you pronounce "of", in whatever region it is that
swallows that bit of the word, does not mean that you should spell it the same way.

12:19 PM 5/21/2007
And I am thankful for new faucets, and new carpet at my workplace, and tea, and the
beautiful morning outside, and the light at my heart, and the fact that while I'm
not quite sane at least I won't be re-visiting the dreadful self-destructive agony
of spring 2005 ever again. (I was up tagging the cabinet saga,
and that had me re-reading the era, and ow. I recognize a lot of the stuff that I
didn't realize then, but ... still. Ow.)

2:38 PM 5/21/2007
YAAAAAAAAAY WE HAS A JD. (The AK-47 thing has spread over my workplace and Myrrh's
as well.) Snarky Lady came back in and said "He looks like he can read, write, and
chew gum at the same time." That was how she spotted him in the break room.
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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