A diamond is for chumps™
All my running around yesterday and last night totally screwed up both my brain and my normal eating schedule, and as a result I was utterly worthless today. Bah.
The Professor, however, has been up to all sorts of exciting things. He tells me he has had meetings with my father's wife (a wonderful lady, and one of my former metalsmithing teachers), and has been looking at stones. Not the kind you stand on, but the small decorative kind. He refuses to tell me any more than that, so I am in the worst kind of suspense.
Or the best, depending on which way you look at it.
Arrgh.
The Professor, however, has been up to all sorts of exciting things. He tells me he has had meetings with my father's wife (a wonderful lady, and one of my former metalsmithing teachers), and has been looking at stones. Not the kind you stand on, but the small decorative kind. He refuses to tell me any more than that, so I am in the worst kind of suspense.
Or the best, depending on which way you look at it.
Arrgh.