Geez, I haven't swung by FIMFiction in a dragon's age. But I've survived the pandemic (so far), I'm weathering California's increasingly insane and prolonged winter, and tomorrow I'm headed to Babscon! All expectations are for a weekend full of drunken pony Tarot reading, reconnecting with fellow authors, Klingon room parties, and a Wilderness First Aid recertification class that absolutely couldn't be rescheduled.

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