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in reply to Goodbye!

Admitttedly, I haven't been spending as much time in the monastary lately as I'd like (I changed jobs, and while the new job is far more spiritually fulfilling, it lacks the old job's dedicated T1. Ah mi.)-- but still, m2k is leaving? This is very upsetting. I always thought of the lil guy as a sort of institution-- like that fake plastic grass stuff in easter baskets. I mean, maybe the stuff doesn't neccessarily serve a can't-do-without-it purpose, and it gets kinda annoying sometimes (like when you have to rip the crap out of a jammed vacuum cleaner,) but easter baskets just aren't the same without it. The Monastary will be legitamtely poorer for the loss of m2k. While he didn't neccessarily contribute to the sum total knowledge of our community, he certainly was a part of its character. At the very least, for those of us with strong programming skills but, um, sub-optimal people skills (famous Perl hackers who write books, I'm looking at you), m2k consistently offered us the opportunity to attempt to achieve the Buddha nature, and choose to help one along rather than lash out with frustration.

And, because I don't want it to sound like m2k was just an object lesson (or, for that matter, an object), I wanna go on record as saying that the kid had a lot of spunk, and I admired his sticktoitiveness. All I did when I was his age was wash dishes for minimum wage and commit the sin of Onan-- in the very least he rose above my poor example.

Godspeed, kid. Don't be a stranger. Please.

(If it's any consolation-- and you sound pretty hurt, so I doubt it is-- I don't think I ever --ed you. You just never really pissed my off that much. I don't think.)

(pardon the spelling and typography. drunk)

The Autonomic Pilot; it's FunkyTown, babe.