okay

I am happy to report that as of today I have been removed from the bad wizard's ether nesting ground. To follow up re: the email battle from last week. I just didn't reply at all to the last indignity. I will inquire again about the last of the monies when I arrange to get my relics returned this week. I just want my past with this wizard to recede quietly so that I can forget about the whole thing. On that topic: anyone want to buy or trade relics? I need to liquidate. Make Crazy Eddie an offer!

This week is bound to be less of a frenzy. Beige is calmer - the new person is good and the training almost complete. Other side-beige project complete (for the curious you can view it here - disclaimer - it is the design spawn of the EP, not moi)

Anyway, it feels like I am a mole person living in a crystal cavern where all the crystals have dried up into husks in my immediate area - I catch glimpses in the moonlight, there is fleeting hope but the excitement is still quite out of reach. There is a lack of sparkle and dance - just a foul wind that bloweth from the dank recesses. I have folded the magenta, lavender, and butter yellow sweat pants outfits neatly and placed them in plastic storage bin under my chair. darkness pervades, fried nugget eating has taken place. i am hunched with a cloak on in my pen. the spine is not well.