I was hoping people would find some time to talk to John III, but mostly we sat around being festive and a tiny bit melencholy. I do think that Buffy's "Once More with Feeling" is the perfect sing-along when you've lost someone and don't want to let go of him, but know that the only way to honor him is by moving along full throttle. It really resonated with some of what's been going through my mind. And a room full of people trying to harmonize sounds like wolves howling.
Anyway, there's bright spots on the very near horizon. I'm not going to jinx it by talking too much, but I see hope, and not just hope's butt as she runs away from me, but a full frontal hope. Oh, yes. Work it, you beautiful anthropomorphic personification.
Ahem. Back to work.
