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This is such a weird story, I have to tell it to you.
So, last night, after skating my backside off and before going back to skate some more and teach a lesson, I sat at a coffee shop to get some dinner and read mail and such. This is one of the tweets that I read while I did that. For some bizarre reason, this tweet must have struck some particular chord in my subconscious, because when I finally got home, utterly exhausted from all the skating and then the walking to get home, I had a dream. Yup, a dream about you and Drizzle, and OAuth and passwords and encryption and a strange glass vial that you said had the really important code that you'd been working on for the project and sex. OK, not exactly sex. Just hot snuggling and kissing and such. In between discussing codish stuff.
I told you it was weird...
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