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TAURUS (April 20-May 20): Once the full impact of Einstein’s theory of relativity became clear, an admiring journalist interviewed him about the process by which he’d arrived at the revolutionary breakthrough. “How did you do it?” the journalist asked. “I ignored an axiom,” Einstein replied. Now let’s analyze that statement for your use, Taurus. Einstein didn’t say he’d ignored an opinion or theory, but rather an idea so well-established that it was regarded as self-evident. Furthermore, he didn’t say he rebelled or fought against the axiom: He simply acted as if it weren’t there. I suggest you follow his example exactly in the coming week.

“That’s fucking genius!”

Hey , I need to speak with your boyfriend. Is he awake during the day? Online, perhaps? I’ll let you in on all this vagueness and excitement if you can get me in touch with him quickly! ;)

I had a freak-out with relation to today. Because we’re up-front and honest, we worked through the bump that was primarily caused my my neuroses. Have I said how wonderful she is lately? Because she is.

, you have a letter in the mail. It’s sporty. , yours will be in the mail tomorrow. BTW, thanks for the pink paper. Ass. A joke was made about you keeping your pink paper aside just for me, and cycling through it. knows you SO well. :)

One month from yesterday.

Monopoly business cards.

I haven’t slept so well in months. Literally, months.

I haven’t been this personally motivated in years. About three and a half of them.

I’m ticking off the work checklist. And then I’m ticking off the real work checklist.

I still get a kick out of having an industrial m/ m/ kitchen table. You can SET FIRE to things on top of it.

I went shopping last night. And then I went grocery shopping. I’ll be finishing the real shopping with a trip to Sears and a trip to the MSU Computer Store. And then I need to go to Lansing’s courthouse and ask some questions.

No, I’m not going to explain. I’m being vague on purpose. Nyah-nyah!

I will roar again soon. This time, people will hear it.

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Something in my work email this morning.

SAINTS ADRIAN and EUBULUS
Martyrs

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In the seventh year of Diocletian’s persecution, continued by Galerius Maximianus, Firmilian, the cruel governor of Palestine, stained Caesarea with the blood of many illustrious martyrs.  The Christians Adrian and Eubulus came from the region called Magantia to Caesarea, to visit the holy confessors there.  At the gates of the city they were asked as were all strangers, where they were going and upon what errand.  They spoke the truth, and were brought before the presiding officer.  He ordered them to be tortured, their sides torn with iron hooks, then condemned them to be exposed to wild beasts.  In the meantime they were imprisoned.

Two days later, for the pagan celebration of a festival of the local deity, Adrian was exposed to a lion.  The animal did not kill him, but only mangled him, and finally his throat was pierced with a sword.

The judge offered Eubulus his liberty if he would sacrifice to idols.  The Saint, however, preferred the glorious death of Christ’s true disciples, and two days later won the crown his companion had also conquered.  Saint Eubulus was the last to suffer in this persecution at Caesarea, which had continued for twelve years under three successive governors.  Divine vengeance was pursuing the third of those, the cruel Firmilian, who was beheaded for his crimes that same year, by the emperor’s order, as his predecessor had been two years before.

“All the ghosts are coming out tonight.”

Yesterday was the birthday celebration with my dad, which was way cool. fit right in, and we had many good laughs and much good food.

We missed hanging out with because of time constraints, and I apologize for that.

After that, we hung out with , , and Rachel. Good times, talk about dreams, and mourning about predictions come to pass.

Cap the night off with some good sleep. A good day all around.

Well, then.

I was able to pay back for what she did for me at the 603 Halloween party. Ouzo instead of Jose Quervo Especial. Well, Ouzo, beer, rum, cider, and hard lemonade. Mixy mixy bad. Heh. She’s feeling better now, which makes me worry less.

Soon, we’ll be off to my parents’ place in Shelby Twp. for the Dad’s birthday party. He turns 56 on the 6th, but we’re celebrating today. I miss my mom’s food.