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Well, my uncle's gotten himself, and ergo, my grandparents hooked up to Skype. Which means I shall now have no peace. ;-) I got a nice long rant from my grandmother on how she can't wait to see me, and how she's going to enculture me by taking me to see the organ concert in the Ukrainian Conservatory (along with a bit on how we need to go shopping for warm clothes, because living in Florida has made me soft, etcetc). Which is certainly fine with me, since my uncle then told me that that particular organ has 8 manuals. 8. Oh what fun I could have with that...mwahaha. Ahem.