The Hive is (realy) Dead! Long Live the Hive Mind!

[megamania]

'allo Hive. How goes it?


I am tired. I was up waaaaaay too late. Good night however.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

I am tired. I was up waaaaaay too late. Good night however.

So are you waking up or going to sleep?

 

[Aeson]

So are you waking up or going to sleep?

Sounds like he's going to bed.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Damn, Mega, you're never around when I wanna talk to you.

 

[Mycanid]

I believe it was a name given to him at his baptism.

Correctamundo Aeson. Two points for the minister of defense!

I am glad you like the name Aurora. I am very fond of it as well. And yes ... everyone calls me by that name except my old friends back in New York, who can't seem to get Nye out of their heads.

Understandable, they have barely been around me after I was baptized here in northern California.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Morning, Myc.

How are you doing today?

 

[Mycanid]

*Howard Jones blasting from his radio*

*Fru strolls in with a big smile on his face*

Ah, what a beatiful day. Merry Morning hivers.

My goodness!

[Almost knocked out of his chair by Fru's ebuliance.]

Good morning! Man. Intense....

 

[Angel Tarragon]

My goodness!

[Almost knocked out of his chair by Fru's ebuliance.]

Good morning! Man. Intense....

Hehe. I am feeling an 80s nostalgia streak today.

 

[Mycanid]

Morning, Myc.

How are you doing today?

Am good sir ... and I won't ask you are because you are obviously in an excellent mood.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Am good sir ... and I won't ask you are because you are obviously in an excellent mood.

The best of. For me, it is a great day to be alive.

I am stoked about seeing my nephew tomorrow.