Quarrels and Quills

Well Matts, if it's any consolation, my posting speed makes it so that I can only post in a particular thread every 5 days or so, so "pages of posts" isn't really something you will have to be concerned about. This isn't like the Underworld on the old boards where I didn't log in for a day...

Mattson! Long time no see! How are things?

And yes, we've gone with the minimalist approach. Nice, clean lines.

Heh - well, you have missed MK and I writing stories with one another - and that's about it! Not much going on here or on FB, I'm afraid, but things are looking up in terms of action with SF and OP getting a new computer soon and you yourself logging in!

Shades! Good to see you! You're never late

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