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So the nagging feeling was correct, and I was supposed to go to the club last night. Fun was had and we were preparing to leave, and then Appeared Richard. From The Mists Of Time, as it were, because I hadn't got around to thinking or posting about high school and the events and inhabitants of that life. It does feel like a different life, sometimes. Like I've lived three lives, or like I'm a trilogy written by three different authors about the same character.

Richard was a big part of that life, and you all know my tendency to randomly miss things. In Irving High of the days I was there it was standard operating procedure to form tribal-familial ties to one another to make up for the sucktastic families and home lives most of us had. Richard was my adopted brother, the sarcastic crazy fuck around whom I felt positive and innocent by comparison. Richard has a biological brother, Al, who is no relation to me, and is a story for another time (coincidentally, also a crazy fuck).

That's the bit of back story that's important to people who aren't me. The bit that's important is that my tribe are coming back into my life, and this time, I've got no intention of letting them get away. This time I'm keeping track of you all, dammit. And making you watch Firefly. Ha.

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The curious thing is, you and Richard even have physical similarities akin to brother-and-sisterhood..........