Well, here I am back online, and it's temporary, so I have to cram lots of stuff into this illegal time I'm using on the Army's computer. Rat bastards.
Keris is almost two and boy are we having fun now. My new commander likes to go the field every month so we are dealing with separation issues in addition to all the other fun stuff, like temper tantrums in line at the bank, pissing on the kitchen table, and watching Mickey Mouse videos every waking moment. At least she eats more than one food, unlike some kids I know. We're doing okay, all things considered, but it's getting more challenging every day.
Isn't likely to let up anytime soon, either... for some reason my commander has decided I need to be a Sergeant, so I have to go through all the crap pendant on that -- just getting there will be bad enough, and then I'll have to pretend like I give a shit every fucking day. Whoo Whee.
Don't really want to get into a lot of the shit that's been going on in this limited space and time structure, but I posted a few poems that will give the intelligent reader an inkling or two. And as far as magickal workings, let's just say I'm taking good notes. (Ever have a Cake of Light and a Fanta for breakfast?)