I always get this feeling before going to a new class or SIG. Will they like me? Will I get to play with the cool kids? Will my Rope Slut shirt fit in, or be passe? There's a feeling about it -- a mix of excitement and slight intimidation -- that I've come to associate with most of the worthwhile and life-changing events in my life.
Besides which, I can't stay too nervous because the other thought in my mind is, mmmm, Pyrate Lass . . .
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