Reflections on Hindsight Being 20/20

I slept til 2 today. Cuttin heads off takes it out of me.

Joking aside, that was really rough, but oddly fulfilling. Dionysus has summed it up pretty well, despite his unappreciative nature towards my skilled oratory. The only part he left out is how freaking messy it gets.

I do love it. I hate to admit it, but if I must be honest with myself, I love being in charge, and I love feeling I accomplished something. for 50 hours a week, every week, for thousands of years, I have a regular job and purposefully make as little impact as I can. And every once in a while my actual skills are needed. It is good to feel needed.

I have Epimetheus's head in my freezer. Poor bastard. He's just got no, no pun intended foresight. Well, he is getting better. He didn't pick up the matches this time. He's switching up his M.O. and that's encouraging. Maybe after he takes this nap we can put him in a rehabilitation of a sort. I wish his brother would see to him.

I've cleared vacation time with my boss and will be heading out tomorrow for a road trip with both parts of him, making a beeline for Seattle. From there, Alaska. To find out what happened at Tartarus and that messed up paralyzed town.

-Athena