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Can't sleep.  Twitchyhungry, I get a bagel.
While that digests, I log into Second Life.
William Gibson on SL-
It's deserted. It seems like functionally it has to be deserted. If it's not deserted it crashes. So there's all this empty, empty architecture. There's whole cities where there's only one other person and they don't even want to get close to you. And when you do succeed in finding a group of other avatars, people aren't very nice.
I'm going to wander around one of these empty cities for a little while.
Maybe that'll help.

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I got my last ARC at work today.
As part of the American Booksellers Association, the highpoint of the month is The White Box.  Loaded with advance reading copies, it's like Christmas once a month.  Since Holly is an AVID reader, and the new person, I let her open the box.  Happy, happy new person.
I was happy just to settle for ... Sense and Sensibility and Seamonsters.
I'm happy.  Gil's happy.
I mean, look at this cover: