It’s a bit chilly in Sanctuary this morning. Fall is in the air and I am in a good mood.
Wait….. did I just say, “In a good mood?” I know it’s chilly, but should I feel the floor to see if Hell has frozen over? (I did and it did not.)
What in all creation could possibly get me in a good mood?
A good nights sleep, a chilly fall morning, and the fact that I will escape the Asylum soon. This is like a whole new life for me.
On a down note, tomorrow I have to go back to the Asylum to deal with an EMERGENCY that should have been obvious weeks ago. This is an emergency on their part, not mine.
Thursday I took all my tools and materials from Asylum. I told them that I will come back when they are actually done. This of course means that something had to come up to drag me back for their usage. I knew this would happen; it was just a matter of what excuse they would use to get me back and for how long.
I guess this means that I have finally figured them out. I don’t see this as a good thing. I shall fight to not become like them.
Now that I am not under the stress of being in the Asylum I am hoping the muse shall hit me with her musestick and I can get back to something a bit more creative than bitching about Santa Fe.
