Lyre

So, a Pharaoh, a forum moderator and a Canuck walk into a bar. The judge calls for order and threatens to have the courtroom cleared if the audience will not stop laughing at the three stooges picking themselves up from the floor.
Oh dear, you feel Burns?

No point anyway. 'That' is only four letters so why bother copypasting it? Just type it out.

You'll be sure to find him resting, or a-licking of his thumbs,
or engaged in doing complicated long division sums.
-- Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats

Who's talking about those bad movies?  I want a nice meal and a free trip.

In the early morning hours of 06 February, 1952, Britain's George VI died in his sleep.  At that point, Princess Elizabeth ascended to the throne as Queen Elizabeth II.
Today is the 65th, or Sapphire, Anniversary for the reign of Elizabeth II.
And to commemorate this event, BBC America has scheduled an entire day of Trek and Doctor Who reruns instead of the histories, documentaries, and celebrations a less creative mind might broadcast on a day like this.
Whisky Tango Foxtrot indeed.
 

Wasn't unpleasant, however you'd describe the feelings surrounding an epiphany? That would be it, in a nutshell. Still haven't quite come back from it.

Real life can be terribly addictive.
And discovering something about oneself can feel unpleasant but is usually a good thing. Once I realised just how blindingly jealous I was of my brother, and how unnecessary it was, a great deal of my own issues became far more manageable.

Apologies for the sudden redeparture, can't seem to drag myself away from the real life escapades.
Like how, while at work today, I may well have figured out why I've had so many issues over the years. That's good, I guess?

Yes, I remain within the realm of the living.
 
And I remembered to come back before the end of the year. Go me.

Regent: Wait what the actual what?! Lyre's back?! YES! YEEEES!
Celia: Who's that?
Regent: Old friend of mine from way back when; back again! YAAAAY!
*PlotHole plops open*
The Old Guard: Hey Lyre! I'm a retired character now, your boy's Regent's taken over for me, go talk to him if you like. Welcome back!

Eh, he'll survive.
I do, regularly.

My age varies with whatever year it is.

Was your dentist M. Night Shamylan? 'Cause that's one heck of a twist.