Kidney stone... bladder infection... I've been out-of-it for a while. I'm still not quite back.

Sieia-To is running the show, for now... she'd been dancing out as I got sick and I hadn't quite noticed... but ehh.

I know now.

I'm aware.

This is me being quite insane, oh yes it is, yes yes yes.

So I'm going to sit back and sit around and rest.

I'm going home to Dixon House tomorrow morning...

...I'll miss Spike's birthday...

...I'll miss my friends out here...

...you know, Spike actually got posessive briefly, irrationally, wonderfully... just this little tiny thing, and it made my day. *shrugs*

And now I'm going to be playing the avoidance game, resting and healing, working at home.

I'll be cleaning house.

I'll be cleansing myself, full-body cleansing...

...except for four little links...

...those stay. *soft smile* One is new, created mere hours ago... one is old, lifetimes old... and two are from this time, this world, but they've been several years in the forming and strengthening.

I will keep those, because they please me and make me happy.

*shruggles*

T'lesh: iri sa na-soki, iri theunre linta, nolas linta sa epeta tequeo...

Creature: the link still exists... fragile, but I will work to strengthen it. I miss your company.

Bard: I owe you, and then some... it will be repaid, I hope.

Hatchling: Strength, pet... strength. Talk with Talia, and please don't give up.

Drake: Your Kink still rocks my world, and I miss you... I am frustrated too. *sighs softly*

Spike: I have no idea if you'll even see this... but thank you for days of happy-safe-contentment and for that security thread.

Dreamworld, now. Dreamworld.

I'm turning the turntable over to the psychobitch, and she'll be running the show for a while.

*grins... the expression turns slightly feral*

...so you'd better get this party started...