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dear_mun2012-01-16 04:32 pm
queenofthegays) wrote in dear_mun2012-01-16 04:32 pm
or is it dreamers? dreamwidthites? ... dreamwidthese? anyway.
( and now it's time for a very serious address. )
My fellow Dreamwidthians,
I come to you today not as stranger, but as a friend; not as the future first female president of the United States, but as a humble wanderer, as adrift in this sea of uncertainty as you might find yourself. But not for long. Because, you see, though the currents of discouragement are strong, and the foreboding fins of hungry sharks draw nearer, enticed by the open wounds of aimless fear, I find myself here: swimming towards a raft of purpose, and I invite you all to come with me. Together, we'll climb out of this swirling, indecisive ocean and into the welcoming rays of a new day and a new game.
No more treading water, Dreamwidth. It's time to towel off and take a stance against this homeless problem.
( regal manner evaporates with a shake of her hands. )
Or something like that, I haven't decided on the ending yet. Because depending on public interest, a raft might be too small -- maybe I should revise that. Would a canoe be better? There's also another metaphor involving a farm. Oh! And one with a train.
Is there a train-themed game? I still want to solve a murder. Not that I want anyone to get murdered. But if it had already happened when I got there, that'd be perfect. Maybe you could send someone ahead of me to make sure one happens -- no, you're right, that's a bad idea. Then I'd know who it is. Darn! Okay, put a pin in that. I guess any game is fine, really, just don't take me to that icky sex one.
Or anywhere without Ann.
My fellow Dreamwidthians,
I come to you today not as stranger, but as a friend; not as the future first female president of the United States, but as a humble wanderer, as adrift in this sea of uncertainty as you might find yourself. But not for long. Because, you see, though the currents of discouragement are strong, and the foreboding fins of hungry sharks draw nearer, enticed by the open wounds of aimless fear, I find myself here: swimming towards a raft of purpose, and I invite you all to come with me. Together, we'll climb out of this swirling, indecisive ocean and into the welcoming rays of a new day and a new game.
No more treading water, Dreamwidth. It's time to towel off and take a stance against this homeless problem.
( regal manner evaporates with a shake of her hands. )
Or something like that, I haven't decided on the ending yet. Because depending on public interest, a raft might be too small -- maybe I should revise that. Would a canoe be better? There's also another metaphor involving a farm. Oh! And one with a train.
Is there a train-themed game? I still want to solve a murder. Not that I want anyone to get murdered. But if it had already happened when I got there, that'd be perfect. Maybe you could send someone ahead of me to make sure one happens -- no, you're right, that's a bad idea. Then I'd know who it is. Darn! Okay, put a pin in that. I guess any game is fine, really, just don't take me to that icky sex one.
Or anywhere without Ann.
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Boom.