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Going home is kind of like being exiled from Faerie, in the Merry Gentry books. One of the things that I like so much about all of LKH's work is that the communities that they develop are, in some ways, very like my own. Particularly in how touchy-feely they are, without it having to be sexual. Right now I just want to go home and curl up on the couch with my Carl or my Becky (or better yet, both) and read or play Myst or watch Firefly or *something*. Just cuddle and rest and be out of this crazy day. Lots of people are out for snow, so it's hectic, and everyone that's calling in just seems to be in a bad mood. Heck, *I've* spent most of the morning in a bad mood, mostly cause I was mad at my mom for this morning. But that's a story for another time, right now I need to go and knit.