Exams! and syrup!

First things first:
Four years of stress, psychoterror, arrogant colleagues, asshole bosses and impossible demands, and an exam with rather bad prerequistes:
My boyfriend passed it anyway.
Now he finally is a fully licensed instructor (the work of which he's been doing for the past year anyway, but now the title and the salary get adapted to the facts).
Weeee!

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This year I remembered to prepare woodruff syrup! I could probably have waited for another week because the plants are all a bit slower this year due to the long winter, but the rule is that you can only use woodruff before May, so I did it now. Traditions have to be followed (even if they're invented traditions, but that's a different topic, albeit a fascinating one).
Now my fingers taste of lemons and woodruff and if the finished syrup tastes like that I am going to love it.

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( Sekt und Sirup )

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Ach ja! An die Kölner: nächsten Mittwoch habe ich bis 15:30 Uni, danach kann ich theoretisch gleich Leute mitnehmen, wenn irgendwer schon so früh nach Wk will ;)

Poetry Month

As today is the birthday of one Will Shakespeare, have some... Shakespeare.

The narrator obviously doesn't know what he's talking about, because frankly a muse of fire is a major pain in the rear end. Or rather in the foot, because that is, as we all know, where the plot bunnies bite.
Anyway.

( The Life of Henry the Fifth, Prologue )

Today, of course, we can safely say, yes it can, yes you may, and yes we will.
To the imaginary forces, the heaven of invention, and the magic of the theatre!