The Stars and the Cookie Jar

I have eight hours to finish packing for a cross-country move that is the culmination of many hopes and dreams. Milliways_bar needs to crash for those eight hours.

The spider bite of death is responding very well to the Big Yellow Antibiotic Pills, fanks, ( but you really don't want to read this part. )

And Sonya has disappeared and Kraada is in Cyprus. Well, the good bits of him. The meat and bones are in Amherst.

dramaturgca  is a minor deity, and rymenhild  's sense of invention is wicked, wicked cool. And Nny needs to be pilloried. (grins)