I don't want to work

When the most effective painkiller you have also is a potent downer it is hard to find any energy or enthusiasm for work.

It doesn't help to get an e-mail from a student who you e-mailed a month ago and who never answered, where she complains that you're hard to get in contact with.

Summer solstice socializing

Since I celebrated the solstice yesterday with my coven I invited other pagan friends to come over for tea and pie just to celebrate the day. It was an open invitation, but in the end only two turned up: Flame, who's a wiccan and used to be in the same coven as I was before I started my own, and his boyfriend (and my friend) Edward, who follows the Norse way. I think that was about teh right amount of people - there was enough pie and we could comfortably sit all of us on the balcony and talk and drink tea afterwards. I managed to sew all the buttonholes on the body on Vendela's gothic fitted dress while talking, now "only" those on the sleeves are left.

Now they have gone and I think about going to bed actually, despite that it's a beautiful, beautiful evening and despite the fact that it will never get really dark this night.