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Benton's meme: ( books! )

( meme from Mulder--hi, Mulder! )

You know, with all the people I've lost over my life, which has been longer and much more exciting than most, particularly the bit with the thing in the place at the time, or even that time with lizard, and I did enjoy the lizard . . .

. . . what was I saying?

Oh. Yes. Loss. You'd think I'd be used to it by now.


(You'd be wrong. You'd be so, so wrong.)

Everybody's okay? Nobody's choked to death on gas today?


Good.

Do me a favor, all of you, and tell Donna she's amazing and Martha that she's fantastic.

Because they really are.

Christmas Day! I love Christmas Day. Well, I love the things that happen on Christmas Day--well, I've loved some of the things that have happened on Christmas Day. I met Donna on Christmas Eve. Well, last Christmas Eve, obviously, since I didn't met her yesterday. I don't think.

(I just asked Donna if we met yesterday and she bapped me on the back of the head. I think that's a no.)

Aaaaaaaanyway, of course out here it's not Christmas Day--I'm not sure we're even in a year that has Christmas, and other planets don't observe Christmas until humans become more prevalent out here and there's a lot of time to go before that. (Oh, you all should see the Christmas civic celebrations on Dallimar Prix. The fireworks! The dancing! And of course, the feats of strength!)

Happy Christmas, everyone. Pull a cracker for me.

I feel like I should say something wise and comforting today. However, I'm not particularly wise, and I've been informed time and again that I fail at comforting.

(Donna says, Underline it. Well, what she said was, "Emphasis on the fail, spaceman." So I fail at comforting.)

So . . . here. The wisest sentence ever written was So it goes. So it goes and so it goes and so it goes.

There are facts in the universe and some of them are uncomfortable. Some of them itch and scratch and make screechy noises. And this is a fact: so it goes. I'm first in line to fight history and I'll be the one raging at the dying of the light, but even I know this: so it goes.

Donna and I are back from our trip to Pompeii and I have to say, seeing a word invented is a lot more interesting than you'd think.

So! What's going on with all of you lovely people? Tell me a story? Preferably one with a wow finish. I rather like wow finishes.