I hear the tales of both cities, of light pockets and heavy hearts
Between catching up on unexpected sleep and dealing with equally unexpected stress, I feel most of my week worked out to a kind of null state where I'm not sure what I got done beyond my job and re-reading three-fifths of the Chronicles of Prydain, but this afternoon it is still snowing as it should be in New England around this time of year and ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
spatch just got word that all his persistence with the Department of Unemployment Assistance finally, literally paid off after three months of escalating nonsense of bureaucracy, so I have decided that today, at least, is not yet fired.
spatch just got word that all his persistence with the Department of Unemployment Assistance finally, literally paid off after three months of escalating nonsense of bureaucracy, so I have decided that today, at least, is not yet fired.
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Bravo,
And how lovely to re-read a beloved series by a snowy window. I hope there was hot chocolate with goats milk.
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It's more or less literally life-saving!
And how lovely to re-read a beloved series by a snowy window. I hope there was hot chocolate with goats milk.
I still can't interact much with chocolate, but there has been much goat's milk with honey.
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