sorry, all; Prelude 1

[sigma7]

You're all my best friends. You all, and the girl with the cello, and the Esteemed Colleague from Elsewhere, you're all my guys, you know that, right? Cause know that. It's true. You're my team. If things get freaky again, I need you all on my side to dig me out. Don't let me die in an unholy place. And protect yourselves. You're the best. Take care of all of you all, even the ones you don't know; they're worth it, promise you.

I'm always there. Always gonna be there.

(Edit: I don't remember making this post. But it's still true.)

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[missmiah.livejournal.com]

I was very worried (and confused), and then I saw your edit, so now I'm less worried but still confused. Also starving and cranky, but those two are completely unrelated to this post and more to do with just waking up and the dog.