since the changes started before you were giving me the time of day (a waaaay long time before i was invited to wikifray), i allowed myself to believe that posting my poem, the properties of ether, and then my narrative, turquoise metal chairs, started to turn things around.

but i'm sure it must have been you all along.

promise me you'll use your powere for good and not evil.

pardon the links, but the old fray archives just aren't there.