WELL GEE I WONDER WHAT THE SUBJECT COULD BE

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Ooonf. That was a mighty party indeed. The house is in ruins, littered with comatose bodies. The remaining few of us awake at this hour pick our seats gingerly around the sleeping, only to then converse and musicate (it's a verb now) safe in the knowledge that only a respectable seismic event could rouse these peaceful slumberers. Tomorrow will be horrible. But tomorrow can't catch us until we go to bed.

Ah, all is well in the world. And soon I will write some sort of summary update for the amazing time I've had between October and now. Honest, no really.