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Far over the misty mountains cold
To dungeons deep and caverns old
We must away ere break of day
To seek the pale enchanted gold

The dwarves of yore made mighty spells
While hammers fell like ringing bells
In places deep, where dark things sleep,
In hollow halls beneath the fells.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Mom's Day Spent…

… at my Mom's place. Took her to an independent documentary (supporting friends) and then out to dinner. So away from the internets all day.

Regular programming to resume tomorrow. As long as I'm not buried under at work.

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