Chance steps in

I'd started an entry a couple days ago, but somewhere, a computer farted, and the draft was wiped out. So, I considered re-writing it, but realized it was probably the kind of navel-gazing that wouldn't be of much general interest, so I'll just let it slip away into the æther.

Ah, that feels pretty good.

This is Ehme, who also seems to have slipped off into the æther. I should track her down when I have a spare two minutes to rub together.