I threw an apple muffin at a sarcastic woman while I was at the coffee shop earlier today.

Truthfully, the plate that it was sitting on would have been preferable, but the muffin was far more stealthy and less easy to trace as I left.

I'm at my wits' end with all this incessant growling as though something is going to rip out my throat. I do not sleep enough as it is...

This... is a really, really silly question, I'm sure but...

What's kissing like?

I woke up this morning with Joe in my bed, sleeping quite soundly. He was, at least, until I woke him up screaming like a banshee and throwing things at him.

He swears we're married; that we have been for twenty years. Swears we have a son together and he was off at university in Massachusetts.

This is ridiculous. I have to be hallucinating.

If any of you were curious, I saw Cronus after all was said and done.

He said nothing; merely looked upon me with an expression of such anger and sadness.

Perhaps he was once proud of his children for bringing him to his knees... This time I believe his only regret is that he was rendered defenseless and unable to fight back. Much like we feel for every time something happens to us on the whim of Gaia and Khaos.

I do not know where he's gone to, only that he walked away and faded into the shadowed halls.

Joe... at work. He asked me on a date. I know this is a form of courting in this time, I just can't decide if it is a good idea.

Papa? Are you seeing those that are not there? Even a ghostly form?

While I am not (or perhaps I am and I do not really notice), I am concerned about the things I have been reading from the others, and I wanted to make sure you are all right.

ooc: Meli is so bustin' out the Sangria.