
Don’t Worry. She’s Got Help.
Midnight tonight, your local time. The goal isn’t that complicated, LDBCers.
Live.
For those of you left, see the reminder, below, of those whose burden you bear with your very survival. They can no longer carry it; it’s yours to shoulder.

Now You’re Talking: Jennifer Sarah Blakeslee’s LDBC-Elfie
I mean, the little bastard can’t get everybody, right? There you have it, then—simply put.
Avenge us.
And when it’s all over at one second after midnight, report your victory (or your downfall, if you haven’t already) via the form. Then celebrate or mourn your result, as appropriate, with a post and/or an LDBC-elfie on Facebook or Twitter.
For Ribert!
I’m so thrilled I was able to get through an evening of Christmas carols without throwing in the towel, but they didn’t do LDB! I think I’m gonna make it… 😀
Still alive. Holding on for the sake of my fallen comrades.
Still in it. Feeling strong but wary.
I went out while working in my own damn closet. I need to see survivors. NEED! This is weird, but after almost a decade (?) of avoiding this song, I take this far too personally. For Ribert!