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I like bacon.

I also like playing Mercy.

The potential thing that I heard back from has enough people, and I am kicking myself for not diving out of the bar and getting into the quiet when they called.

Been working on Yet Another Meta Draft, this one with a much smaller potential audience.

My sleep schedule is actually kind of backwards and turned around.

Thursday night had a lot of So Notorious, which was very pink and ridiculous, and actually kind of a good thing because I showed up there feeling as if I were on the verge of tears. (Leftover anxiety from the displacement of the beloved grandboss of Support, and concern about the future, as there always is during a shakeup, I think.)

There is a Lily Allen song that has been marching through my head for hours upon hours.

Suggestions queue is clear, but I can't do the thing with the thing now, which is causing no end of frustration.

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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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