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I found the floppy disk--it wasn't on my desk in the dorm at all, it was in the bottom of my laptop bag. Luckily Dad's weird computer could still read it--I've got prose and poetry presents for people. Some of them aren't quite done yet.

The first: For ghostgecko. I don't know if he'll be able to read this, since he's leaving the Internet for a while, but hopefully this gets through before he's gone.

( Every Friday )