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We went to the funeral today. I was shocked that I handled it pretty well. Pretty much.

No matter what an enormous jerk I am, Mr. Roxy always has my back. I guess it's past time to get over myself and get back to work.

Big Echoey Space

I think it's time to change the name, folks--what do you think? A few things are floating around in my brain but I'd love suggestions!