You can all fight over whatever debris and dirt you brought in from the homelands another time. For now we're all sad orphans.

[maybe if we stirred up an anna karenina fandom in rp the tides would change...]

I lucked out there. Someone upstairs got me Ziggy Stardust for Christmas. It's killing me not to wear it out but I must ration my Bowie until the next time they decide to throw me a bone.