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So, this entry is being written up in bits and pieces and will probably be posted after work today, after the sale that will eat my brain. That said.

A dragon ate the moon last night! I went to bed afterwards so I have yet to see if it coughed it back up again. The Elf Lord, who is now made of win and awesome, walked by me on his way to see the eating proclaiming "A toast! A toast to the moon!" I turned around to remind him that he shouldn't drink while on his medication, only to see him waving...

A toast. A piece of rye bread toast.

I loves me my Elf Lord, I do, I do.

( Good natured work complaining. I cut because I care. )

Not much else has been happening, really. The moon still seems to be in the sky, which is good. I haven't been doing as much writing as I mean to, which is less good, but not entirely unexpected. I knew it'd be lagging a bit once I moved down here, at least between moving down and moving into my own place. I'm still kind of getting into that groove, figuring out what I can and can't do. I did get a lot of knittin done today, which is kind of cool. And I, um. May or may not have bought beads and a beading book (which is more a handy spiral-bound cheat sheet for about a gazillion types of basic beading techniques than an actual book) so that I can make a handstar. At least, that's the plan. The PLAN is to get the knitting done this weekend and/or tomorrow and then do the handstar later. We'll see if that actually works out.

And now... well, now I get to figure out if I actually want to go to bed or not. Hmmm. Decisions, decisions. I think, yeah, bed. Am exhausted.