A Return

Aha! Hello my empty room, my deliriously empty room! Oh, how I have missed the simple act of writing upon the board here but, alas, the spells I used to update this tome were stolen from my by a vile proxy in my work place.

However, I have found a way where I might make my thoughts known once again.

So much has changed and, yet, so much stays the same.

In short, the politics of my country, the United States of America (and Her many Outlying Territories) have become confused and rampant with idiocy and derision. I daresay that there will be no good choices come the time to cast our ballots in November for anyone. Already we are seeing that the Democrats are too weak-willed and fractured to utilize their strength, the Republicans utilize fantasy, hyperbole, and outright lies to support their ruinous positions, and, like all years, the third-party candidates cannot even be heard in the din of the body politik.

In my personal life, I continue to fight loneliness. I had a brief visit from my dear lover, I had a brief and intense rekindling before the embers died with one I cared about deeply, a chance fling over the aether with another, and now I am courting a new woman who sees intelligence and seeks enlightenment in similar fashion as I do. Such is exciting but, still, my own sheets still long for more warmth. In time, I remind myself. Perhaps, though, I'll need to seek out partnership in other ways.

In my professional life, it trudges and I seek new employment. It is too far to travel, too hard to work, and too taxing to return to. Until I no longer need the filthy lucre of this earth, however, I'll need to fight the pain and suffering that is engendered in my position. I'm seeking employment with the Magic Kingdom, though, as well as the caretakers of the World of Warcraft, so wish me luck!

In my writing, ah yes, the most important part of all, I have names, I have ideas, but they have not born out in words yet. I feel it welling up inside of me, preparing, but it is not erupting yet. With nurturing growth, we should see it soon. The first glimmers of my book.

In other ventures, I am contemplating opening a restaurant/bar(/club) thing. The bar would be a Victorian fantasy, steampunk in design and execution, with quality and experience the focus rather than just alcohol. The restaurant will be a digital wonderland where the only paper allowed are paper napkins and the odd receipt. They would be served together under the auspice of "Digital Dreams", with the restaurant arranged as a view into the future, while the bar is a vacation into an alternate past.

That is all for now, dear friends.

The Magus