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Candle asks if I believed in what the religion quiz handed back to me. My initial answer? “Hell, no.” If it assigned me any religion at all, it had to be wrong. I am not a believer in any God, gods or goddesses, mystical powers, or energy crystals. I just don’t have it in me….

I’ve got a new project that I’ve been working on this week, making some beads that fit an earth-tone theme. Given my druthers I tend towards the cool colors, so working with warm, earthy tones is a bit of a new experience. I particularly was hoping to come up with something that would approximate an…

I was at loose ends last night when I got home, so I went for a walk. I’d gone for a walk about my apartment complex the night before, and explored a bit along the creek and woods that are part of our grounds. The spring wild flowers are just starting to hit their stride,…

When my alarm clock went off this morning, the Professor had already been up for several hours, grading finals. It’s unusual for him to be awake, alert and well rested when I get up. We talked for a bit, and, as I was getting ready to leave for work he gave me a hug and…

I had a mostly finished bottle of Soave Bolla hanging around. I killed that. It didn’t quite dull things enough so I hit the half bottle of Fume Blanc handing around in the fridge. That seems to have taken the edge off. I am reduced that that which I scorned.

I continually underestimate The Prof [insert head hung in shame here]. He got things fixed with the apartment management this morning, and they’ve agreed to extend our lease for an additional month, which is all we need to accomplish the move. No penalties, no grief, no problems. The Prof brought the paperwork over for me…