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Woke up to a lovely little erotic dream about a former lover this morning... then somethingone tickled the back of my brain, and I panned back on the CD my alarm was playing. "Surely not..."

Yep. Soft Cell's 'Tainted Love' was playing while that was going on. Right, message received... thanks Α. Looks like he's back. At least the Rob Zombie the other day was an upbeat memo...

Escaped into the woods (Camp Gaea) for the weekend, and overall it was a good thing. Weather Friday night while we were packing was utter crap, right until we drove north and west out of the storms and onto bone-dry pavement. Saturday was gorgeous, and Sunday it didn't start raining until we were packing. I'll take it.

Whilst being covered in nature, I noticed:

• the "plague" of bugbites that hit me between God Auction and accepting that Apollo is my patron has finally ceased.
  
• a marked increase in my tolerance for sun (again, go figure).
  
• decreased sex drive despite the casual nudity (this is not uncommon for me while camping, but fixed when I got home).
  
• finished the last half of The Mabinogi for tonight.

Came back and managed to get the GC newsletter and website done before collapsing last night (and drove home in another rainstorm last night, pulling off my Driving While Jedi trick well enough to beat my other thirds home). Since returning home, I've noticed:

• oversensitivity to the sounds of downtown.
  
• nearly complete lack of appetite/interest in food (this may be due to the extremely tasty stuff we ate in camp).
  
• I slept like an angel last night. I'm pretty sure our whole house did (the camp bunks were pretty wretched).
  
• my hair is driving me absolutely bonkers today; probably overconditioned/overwashed it at the camp and with repeated dunkings in the lake, but it's all in snarls. As soon as the goatee finishes growing back in, I'll be hacking at least 10" off for Locks of Love.
  
• also, today I returned a bunch of crap to the library (some of which had only been overdue since July 17th), and found where many of my office pens were hiding.

Now I have to decide what to do with the rest of my August... (not a lack of choices, I can tell you that much).

( Just another night in Paradise... )

In not-unrelated news, the God Auction is done for 2007. Apollo did not win, but came in a very respectable 2nd, and still made some...well, impressions I think with some of his ideas. And the overall total in both food and money donations was massively increased, so that's definitely a success. More pictures can be found here and here, but my favorite is this one:


And now, work.

Not sleeping much these days. Not the dawn patrol wake-ups, just not tired. Slept from about 6-8:30 yesterday morning, and 2am-8am this morning. Not feeling tired, either, just...wired

Apollo's done with me reading Burkert and the like, and has recommended I go back to the original (well, translated) poetic material. So far it's been good, actually; I already mentioned Dances for Flute and Thunder, finished a version of The Orestia (called The House of Atreus) last night in the bath, and working on Horace and Ovid. It's giving me a much better sense of the language and tone I'll be taking on Sunday at the God Auction. Also finally sorted out what my theme music will be; for a god of music, he was stunningly reticient on that subject. That, or I'm tone deaf. ;)

The other big step happening right now in preparations (besides the sewing projects, which are ridiculously complex for a one-day event) is the slow shearing of my goatee. I've been trimming it down for the last week or so, and it finally got to the point where the 'patch' was small enough that it was either going to have to lose the mustache, or the beard section. Today the mustache came off; my boss' first reaction was "it makes you look a LOT younger!".

Exxxcellent. *drums fingers* And my wife hasn't even disowned me yet, for the strong resemblance I bear to one of her nasty exes when I'm shorn...

Now I'm turning into a morning person. WTF?