Well, lots has happened to me since last I wrote, but I am not at liberty to disclose any details of my trial, only that the verdict was in my favour. It didn't help having Mike "Devlin" Taylor laughing at the judges and clerks as the trial progressed. If any time is to be serious, it is in the Dock.
Today I landed a new job (thank heavens) and am beginning my trial period as a waiter in a restaurant, which I think may well suit me much better than having my hands immersed in cleaning chemicals the entire time. I don't mind working, and if I get to treat people politely, respectfully, and amicably while doing that, then I am much happier with that kind of job, than mopping floors and so forth. If I have to do cleaning as part of my duties as a waiter, that is fine as well, as I don't mind it. Work builds character, and gives one a sense of worth, job satisfaction, even if it is in-effect unskilled labour (again).
Tonight I sinned again. I went to D&D and my character (Vergil the minstrel) is now level eleven, has four additional HP and gained the spell True Sight. I'm such a little boy.
Due to Bob an escaped hamster, Chris (who's running a Sorcerer) had to leave to rescue the poor rodent. Fortunately, Bob the hamster is safe and sound, all's well that ends well.
Due to Chris' departure, we had to cut the session short. So, instead we played Munchkin. I have never played Munchkin before, and it was vaguely amusing I suppose. Sides were drawn, and players made and broke alliances. I drew the Dutch, Matt was the Spanish, Luke the French and his burd was a British merchant. The Brits won, which I was glad about.
Right, back with my nose to the grindstone, Latin language exercises. Time to get studying.
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