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To be beloved is all I need, and whom I love, I love indeed.
And that, friends, is the quote of the day. I don't know exactly where it's from, I'm just relaying it from what is perhaps the most massive RP log ever to grace the earth (the Disc? certainly.), but I think it sums things up quite well.
As for the log itself. Really, brilliant job, you two. But, but, the angst! And. Just. It's like I said in the comments there - you set off the character, she would not shut up, I got a page of plot-bunny material out of it (will post to writing LJ here in a few)...
Fun times. Ish.
(ETA: ...I miss the Australian contingent, dangit.)

Date: 2004-02-03 07:56 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] schiarire.livejournal.com
It's Coleridge (you know him, he's the one with the albatross and the slimies and the opium). The poem would be "The Pains of Sleep."
I'm checking my friendslist before e-mail and the Dysc so I don't know what (if anything) you said there. But must attribute quote.

Date: 2004-02-03 08:15 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] schiarire.livejournal.com
Good stuff. And Appropriately Titled as well; couldn't resist.
Yes, I've seen since. May answer it there also in case anyone else was wondering.

Date: 2004-02-03 08:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] schiarire.livejournal.com
Okay. Zoom!

Date: 2004-02-04 01:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tammaiya.livejournal.com
Aw, the Australian contingent feels loved. Also, mildly guilty, as I probably would have caught you for an hour or something this afternoon had I not a) stayed after school talking to teachers/friends then b) gone to dance. ^^;
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