Post Chamber Chorale and I am winding down. I am very tired throat-wise, and I hope that it isn't anything new or a relapse to the pneumonia. I am weary of illness. Poor daughter 2 is down with something that feels like the flu. Perhaps she should go get a test for the swine flu. I hope not. That would suck. She is about to move households.
I finished the Refiner's Fire and am digesting it. It was a bit too elevated for me at this time. I agree that Jos. Smith believed in folk magic, but I am notsure how alchemy figures in. Anyway it matters not. I am on to reading a John Jakes called the Homeland or somesuch
About a brewer and his nephew. I am not sure about how I feel about John Jakes vehicles. They do have a little formula, every one.
I have the rest of the month left at work. Funny how non-plussed I feel. I guess the stress just sort of wears you down to a point where you don't feel it much. I have several jobs to apply for, but my resumes need work, and I want to make them better first. I am just tired.
Otherwise, life goes on.
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