Hey. It's, um, me. Yeah, Soma. I'm, um, articulate most of the time, ha!, but, um, not now, I s'pose. Um, yeah, I'm actually saying what I type! Ha! Weird, really weird. No, this is a real translation of me- this-is-really-stra-ange! Meh, for the sake of Wrong Planet I'll do some pretty mental things I s'pose. *smirks* Well, that's about it, really!
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If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music he hears, however measured or far away.
Henry David Thoureau, 1854